Like A Comet: She Is Distance – by RHPeat

Photo: “Amid The Distance” By RH Peat

by RHPeat

Like A Comet: She Is Distance

So far away she is the sound of rain
from thunder clouds, or falling snow at night.
She is the sun that burns the skin; she’ll fain
her heart across the heavens to greet your plight
with simple smiles, sublime. As rain she’ll touch
your flesh with wetness, kisses held amidst
a lightning flash; her length is far too much
to span an age; as snow she’s powdered mist
that softens miles into the shadowed side
of her perfection: covered country smoothed
into the curves of endless wish; she’ll chide
the field’s forgotten stream with quilt that soothed
away its heart’s desire amid the dark
then light her wick to streak the night with spark.

© Ron Peat: 4/29/05

Shakespearean sonnet

Read more from this poet: Bed of Sky

RH PEAT, is 75, lives in California; He’s published his poetry in the USA, New Zealand, Australia, India, England, Canada, and Japan. He’s taught workshops and operated poetry readings in California. He now operates a closed poetry workshop forum for writers on the internet.

The book “Abyss Of The Moon” can be bought at Barnes & Noble and on Amazon

ISBN: HARDCOVER 978-1-4535-2930-0
ISBN: SOFTCOVER 978-1-4535-2929-4
ISBN: EBOOK 978-1-4535-2931-7

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  1. I love how the end rhymes read through to the next line so there is no jolt at the rhyme. It feels more like internal rhyme only less random. The poet’s skill is evident in the unforced iambic pentameter that rolls so naturally. The whole poem, when read aloud, sounds like elevated common speech.

  2. ‘She’ is beautiful and so easily read…her metaphors clearly understood, her rhyming subtle and true, a joy, thank you

  3. I so love this sonnet, need I say more? I don’t think so, but still I do. I agree with Tim, also it’s one of my favorite poems from your book 🙂
    I can read it a thousand times and still love it.

  4. Extraordinary freshness happens when a free-verse poet turns to a structured form like the Shakespearean sonnet–this piece reads like flowing honey. The end-rhymes are almost invisible: I didn’t even realize it was a sonnet until the end of the first quatrain! Enthralling imagery, esp. “as snow she’s powdered mist/that softens miles into the shadowed side/of her perfection.” If you read it silently, read it now ALOUD for full effect. One tiny quibble–L12, “soothed” s/b present tense, methinks.

  5. Oops! If you go for present-tense “soothes”, then “light” in the last line would have to be “lights”, n’est pas?

  6. This is an extraordinary sonnet – it starts in a place of thought but soon flows like a river and carries the reader away on a series of impressions which flash by with vivid beauty… and each one you know had a deep significance you didn’t quite catch, so you go back and read it again, to be once more swept off your feet. Love it.

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