I was planning to write a sonnet for my mother as a Christmas present, then put it in a fitting frame. This is the result so far.

Sonnet 6 (For my Mother)

Some words are forged by love and love alone;
And what, you ask, can then give birth to these?
The mindless passion in a lover's moan?
Perchance the gratitude of granted pleas?
Then surely something godly, nay, divine?
For certainly devotion pure as this,
Must stem from God's own heavenly design;
Some faith bound version of an angel's kiss?
I beg to differ; why must everything
Sublime be of some high external force?
What of the warmth beneath a mother's wing;
Now there's a well one might call love's true source!
Indeed; for what is there of greater worth,
Than earthly love for she who gave you birth?

Sonnet by Thomas Selnes The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2006-12-16 at 16:19

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J. E.
An excellent tribute, wonderful work!

betsy Firefly
To me, this is JUST right! I am a mother.

betsy Firefly
This sonnet is JUST right and I know, for I AM a mother!

Your mother is lucky to have you for a son! But, then it seems you must have a pretty special mother, too!



Rob Graber
Hey, Thomas! Nice to see you resurface, and with such a nice piece! The existing couplet is better connected, I think, with what has gone before. Dare I suggest strengthening the 'scarcely' quality of the possibilities raised--to be implicitly rejected later--in lines 3 and 4? One more thing on the couplet: I think you could do even better than what's already there, maybe using "birth" or "worth" and Earth" to insist (somehow!) that maternal love--a mammalian trait, after all!-- proves that we don't need heaven to explain virtue. Come to think of it though, that could be overly cerebral for your purpose; the recipient, unless she's an evolutionary biologist, probably would prefer the ending as it is!