My Irritations, Aggravations and Inspirations

September 23, 2010 “Sonnet 116”

When I can write poetry like this…then will I be a poet.


Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove:
O no! it is an ever-fixed mark
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wandering bark,
Whose worth’s unknown, although his height be taken.
Love’s not Time’s fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle’s compass come:
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
If this be error and upon me proved,
I never writ, nor no man ever loved.

William Shakespeare


13 responses

  1. It is a lovely sonnet indeed..but the language form and structure were appropriate for that period in language history because folks talked like that…ah but now the beauty of your words are heard by others and felt in their souls…that makes you a poet my friend.

    September 23, 2010 at 12:39 am

  2. Charles…I beamed at this comment, my friend. I could literally feel my face blush with pride…I’m still smiling as I write this. Thank you, for this may be the best complement I have received on my work πŸ™‚ Thank You!

    September 23, 2010 at 1:11 am

  3. Doubt thou the stars are fire,
    Doubt the sun doth move,
    Doubt truth to be a liar
    but never doubt thy love.
    William Shakespeare

    September 23, 2010 at 1:30 am

    • The stars do burn but as vanishing sparks
      from the raging flame of love’s inferno.
      The sun moves ever so slow in his arc,
      would that he could hasten his daily march,
      and days be shortened ’til my love returns.
      If Truth himself says my love is untrue,
      then my true love will prove Truth a liar.


      September 23, 2010 at 6:41 pm

  4. Shakespeare did have a way with words, but so do you, so do you.

    September 23, 2010 at 10:00 am

    • Patti, my dear friend, you always make me smile πŸ™‚

      September 23, 2010 at 5:54 pm

  5. i havent read much of shakespeare but watever i have read i have indeed enjoyed it and
    i loved this sonnet already… πŸ™‚

    Here from Jingle’s Rally
    You can find my poem at

    September 23, 2010 at 11:18 am

    • Thank you for the visit, and your time in reading the Bard πŸ™‚

      September 23, 2010 at 5:53 pm

  6. Ah, i’m beginning to understand this iambic pentantemeter.
    Thanks for posting this, i found it very useful

    September 24, 2010 at 12:57 am

    • Well, My Friend, you are a step or two ahead of me πŸ™‚

      September 24, 2010 at 4:54 pm

  7. Ah, but Tracy, you poem for this day and these people … I think we would worry if you started sounded like old Will … lovely as he is.

    Thanks for posting the sonnet though. Always good to reread. Have often felt that engaged couples should be made to memorize it.

    September 24, 2010 at 2:20 am

    • Thanks, Jamie…I love the poetic language of Will’s day, but I’ll stick to my own hillbilly-ese for now.

      I agree on the engagement plan πŸ™‚

      September 24, 2010 at 4:58 pm

  8. what a great sonnet! thanks for sharing that bit of shakespeare.

    p.s. your a great poet tracy. everyone has there own style and way with words and yours touches so many people!

    September 26, 2010 at 1:05 pm

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