A traditional sonnet, in the strict English form: three quatrains capped off by a couplet, with rhyme scheme abab cdcd efef gg. Note the characteristic turning point ("volta") at line 9. The final line turns a famous assertion by Pascal into a question.


Homage to Pascal


Apart, they think and think about their love,
Inspecting it from every point of view,
Until the only thing they're certain of
Is that they are uncertain what to do.

And Love itself they also analyze
And analyze until they start to fear
This project could impair or compromise
The mighty process that has put us here.

Yet comes a time these worries drop away.
The cause? Both naught, and naught but, mystery:
'Tis when togetherness comes into play!
Sheer pleasure in each other's company!

Can there be places thinking cannot go?
The heart have reasons Reason cannot know?




Poetry by Rob Graber
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Written on 2016-01-31 at 20:22

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Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
Fantastic, Rob.
2016-02-01


Nancy Sikora
Your sonnets are the best.

I love the multiple "entendres" in the third quatrain.
2016-02-01



Well done.
2016-02-01


ken d williams The PoetBay support member heart!
Wonderful , Rob.
Ken D
2016-01-31