Sonnets For My Love

Over the years of knowing the Textiliste and the 36 years married I’ve written a few poems to that love. Here are two sonnets, the first based on the Elizabeth Barrett Browning classic

How Do I Love You?

(Sonnets From The Portuguese XLIII, Elizabeth Barrett Browning)

How do I love you? Let me count the ways.

I love you when the mundane morning chorus

Of the prattling radio wakes us

And you mine the duvet like it’s the End of Days.

I love you when you leave me at the station

To walk home in the rain, dripping clothes and oaths.

I love you for understanding what no one else knows

In my silences and wordless impatience.

I love you for laughing at oft-told stories

Never querying my many variations.

I love you for ignoring my aberrations

And allowing me my unworthy glories.

And if grief comes to me, dripping slow

I will love you more than you will ever know.

The Hand That Guides

Your consoling hand sits light on my sleeve,

A confident tap to release me on four;

We set sail, in step, gliding with ease

Past blind spots and missteps strewn on the floor.

I fumble to catch that elusive toe-tap

Which, if I could, would allow me my head.

You remind me, by way of a quick finger snap,

Of the dangers where taking that path might lead.

I continually try to do it my way,

To give into weakness of flesh and of soul

But you hold my love tight; I cannot stray

And we remain linked; two parts of one whole.

May it always be thus as we gib and we tack;

Both looking forward, your hand at my back.

About TanGental

My name is Geoff Le Pard. Once I was a lawyer; now I am a writer. I've published several books: a four book series following Harry Spittle as he grows from hapless student to hapless partner in a London law firm; four others in different genres; a book of poetry; four anthologies of short fiction; and a memoir of my mother. I have several more in the pipeline. I have been blogging regularly since 2014, on topic as diverse as: poetry based on famous poems; memories from my life; my garden; my dog; a whole variety of short fiction; my attempts at baking and food; travel and the consequent disasters; theatre, film and book reviews; and the occasional thought piece. Mostly it is whatever takes my fancy. I avoid politics, mostly, and religion, always. I don't mean to upset anyone but if I do, well, sorry and I suggest you go elsewhere. These are my thoughts and no one else is to blame. If you want to nab anything I post, please acknowledge where it came from.
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32 Responses to Sonnets For My Love

  1. Ritu says:

    Filled with love and laughter. Just how a partnership should be πŸ₯°

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  2. These are lovely thoughts, so perfectly expressed!

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  3. Darlene says:

    Like your father, you are able to voice your love and admiration through poetry. These are both wonderful. xo

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  4. Love and laughter indeed

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  5. You are such an incurable romantic, Geoff.

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  6. Awww! Squeezie feelings to go with morning coffee – thank you ❀

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  7. JT Twissel says:

    Lovely Geoff! I love the jib and tack feel. Modern love!

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  8. arlingwoman says:

    I love these. A tribute to the glories of true love: the glory of true love/is it will last your whole life through/never will go out of fashion/always will look good on you.

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  9. Pam Lazos says:

    Wow, really lovely, Geoff. Your wife must live that you write her poetry!πŸ₯°

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  10. Elizabeth says:

    You manage to be both romantic and witty, a rare combination. I love the way you capture the way we keep each other out of serious trouble in a marriage. It is certainly true in ours.

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  11. Widdershins says:

    ‘…Both looking forward, your hand at my back…’ … perfect. πŸ™‚

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  12. willowdot21 says:

    Seriously Geoff these are so beautiful. πŸ’œ Like your Dad , you grow and that’s perfect πŸ’œ.

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  13. Shivers up and down. GORGEOUS to-the-point heartfelt love poetry. Well done! ❀

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