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"The Time and Truth We Need," an American sonnet

Updated on November 23, 2013

The Time and Truth We Need

An American Sonnet

Forgiving, patient Time, in time, will solve

all passing pregnant problems and delays.

True love's mag-ni-fi-cent-ly stern resolve

preserves for us its rights, its nights, its days,

because the awesome arm of Providence

protects us in its Holy Residence

and will not let us falter in our stride

until we work together side by side

performing special tasks reserved for us

that only you and I can lucidly discuss.

This newfound prayer of faith we now may pray

and meditate on each and every day,

that in our friendship we . . . may live in harmony

and truth to find our free . . . and sacred destiny.

Monday, September 30, 2013


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      Max Havlick 4 years ago from Villa Park, Illinois



      Well, now, I thank thee, OH see FIE -or -FLIES, but "Hey!

      Who is the son-ne-teer around here anyway?!!"

      If everyone starts writing sonnets every day,

      a Renaissance of sorts will soon be under way

      that soon will shadow anything I have to say,

      which is, of course, the point of all I have to say.

      But don't forget what Petrarch's tampering with

      his literary culture led us to,

      not only Le-o-nar-do, but . . . to Ga-li-le-o too,

      and straight to English lan-guage co-py-ing by Chau-cer,

      and Spen-ser, leading straight . . . to Mister Shake-speare,

      and Ba-con's essays leading straight . . . to I-saac New-ton.

      For poets ren-o-vate the world in ways no one can know

      until rampaging, raging, paging ages come and go.

      Max from Villa Park, Illinois, Tuesday afternoon, October 1, 2013, with new affection for responsive ocfireflies, Martin, and Jamie, and, indeed, for all who read and respond to my work. Thank you.


      When airy mountain Muses become poets, world beware,

      for healing, new and wonderful, can fly through mountain air,

      and cogent two-way con-ver-sa-tions are so strangely rare

      they could lead to a newer, better world beyond compare.

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      Jamie Lee Hamann 4 years ago from Reno NV

      I love how you decided to work in the abab then finish in couplets. I have found that sonnets are actually quite versatile within the fourteen lines. And different patterns can arise in the before/after or problem/solution or however you deal with this sonnet construct in your sonnet. Robert Lowell in his "Histories" sonnet series, not one rhymes and it is hard to find a perfect iambic pentameter line yet he uses the fourteen lines like a pro. Oh, also I have found that when you study the uses of the quatrains and sestets in different variaties of sonnets you can accomplish so many different types of voice. Jamie

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      ocfireflies 4 years ago from North Carolina

      A sacred destiny so filled with aspirations

      Seems so beautiful with subtle glorifications

      For who else exists when love inspires

      The man who writes his poetic fires

      But a secret muse who’s always there

      For whom this poem seems to be made

      In a world so need of love desperately reposed

      To share or not share there is no shame

      When a sacred love is so rare and true

      If she is the one whose heart you claim

      It matters not who knows her name

      To love her is to write for the entire world to see

      To have such a muse in the grander scheme

      Is to have the locket and she the key

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      Max Havlick 4 years ago from Villa Park, Illinois



      Thanks for responding, San Francisco, but

      simplicity is harder to achieve

      than wordiness, and thus today it needs

      some champions more than it needs regrets.

      Sometimes I get into a frame of mind

      where I feel driven (by what challenges

      inside or out of me, I do not know)

      in everything I think, or say, or write,

      to frame it in the rhyme and rhythm that

      seems best to work for that idea or

      emotion or expression in particular.

      The fact that you . . . among discerning few

      habituate . . . my site might indicate

      that I need more excuses than do you.

      In any case, I'm humbled that you read,

      and much I hope it serves to meet your need.

      For you and your important life I pray

      new comfort and rich blessings on this day.

      Max in Villa Park, Illinois, early Tuesday morning, Oct. 1, 2013

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      Martin Kloess 4 years ago from San Francisco

      excuse my simplicity. I was taken away by your rhyme scheme. thank you. I have not gone far enough. lead on