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This is a selection from our archive of sonnets, each written by a member of the diaTribe, and published here on the diaTribe Web by PM Productions.  This is a bold move on the part of our contributing authors, each of whom are publishing their work gratis, each of whom you may contact via an email address following their respective submission.  Support them by telling them what you think - or, at the very least, don't nick their stuff.
 
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As Goes Our Love

As goes our love, so thrust our traceless lives;
In dark'ning corners ever are we hid
Behind truth's bludgeon. Yet, in love's thick groves
Ignoring truth is where I ever stood.
 
As runs our love, so names our fruitless grasp
At clinging to each other. Once, we knew
A love so fast and full. But in its clasp
We faltered, casing all that we made true.
 
As ends our love, so lingers all I feel
For you, my heartbeat. Should I sour away
And seek some shrunken, lesser coarser deal?
It seems I've shrunk, now forced to this display.
 
As ever and more ever, so I turn
Still back to you whose memory makes me burn.


...by the founder of PM Productions, Barry Parham.
First published by the diaTribe - June 2001

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