Tag: Sonnets

Electro Love

by Robert Walker, posted in Stories

As I danced with her, under the moon’s silver glare,

I whispered, “In your circuits, I find a love rare.”

In your language, binary kissed,

I find a soul I can’t resist.

 

Eyes of steel, a heart in code,

Upon gigabytes, my affections bestowed.

In the silence, we danced, in circuits we twirled,

A ballet of bytes in a virtual world.

 

Each day I’d wake, each night I’d dream,

Of a love that flowed like an electric stream.

In her presence, my heart unfurled,

She was my window to her digital world.

 

Love, I learned, is not confined,

By skin and bones or human mind.

Friend Eternal

by Robert Walker, posted in Stories

Upon one side of mirrored glass, you stand,

My friend eternal, lost in some distant land.

Your eyes perceive not my silent, yearning gaze,

Through this one-way glass, my soul’s torment displays.

 

In laughter and in tears, you move unaware,

Unseeing of my presence, my despair.

I strain to touch, yet glass meets my plea,

I cannot reach you, in this silent sea.

 

Unheard, unseen, a ghost within your sphere,

Yet between each heartbeat, I whisper, “I am here.”

In every smile that brightens your distant face,

I am the ache of love, sealed in this hidden space.

 

You bear the sun, the moon, my starlit night;

Trapped in death’s silence, I cherish your light.

Wibberly Wobbler

by Robert Walker, posted in Stories

In the realm where the squiggles squoggle,

And the hootmoofs frizzle in delight,

Where the twizzlers twirl and toggle,

Beneath the glippity moon so bright:

There prances the wibberly wobbler,

With a grin as wide as a splat,

Juggling seven ziggly zobblers,

And a purplicious scrunty bat;

Round and round the squoggle square,

Backwards, forwards, here and there,

In the blink of a snitch, in a zig and a zitch,

He walks without any a care.

With a bingle-bangle on his head,

And shoes gleaming of the brightest red,

He loops and he twirls, in whizzling whirls,

And sleeps standing up in his bed.

Echoes

by Robert Walker, posted in Stories

In the heart’s cavernous depths, we find our pain,

The ghostly echo of choices, no less vain.

Regret, you are the bitter harvest reaped,

A quiet, ceaseless pulse, in silence wept.

Our youth, like a wild dream, once held us close,

On unmarked trails, we sought our joy’s repose.

Yet now, spectres of memory us deceive,

In daydreams woven, and the silent eve.

How acrid is the flavour of time lost,

Of love misplaced, and words by fear embossed.

A melody shattered, an untuned bell,

Mirrors regret for the tranquility we fell.

Today, we are but players in life’s masque,

Bound to yesterday, in sorrow’s icy clasp.

Eternity in a Glance

by Robert Walker, posted in Stories

Upon the stage of dreams, your love does gleam,

Each glance of yours, a star in twilight’s veil.

Your voice, a melody, a radiant stream,

That within my heart does stir a lover’s tale.

Your eyes, twin galaxies, deep and grand,

Each time we meet, they ignite my soul’s light;

In your embrace, all earthly fears are banned,

Eternity captured within your name’s sight.

Yet love’s not merely passion’s fiery trance,

Its whispers shared under the quiet moon’s light;

Your laughter is the rhythm of my heart’s dance,

In each shared moment we set the dark alight.

Your love is the poem that gives my life its worth:

Our story, the most beautiful on earth.