Arontius of Bygelswade

.....Over the past month or so I've been practicing to re-learn some of my forgotten calligraphy skills. To do that I've been writing letters to people I like and admire around the SCA. I pull out a couple of pages of Bristol, pencil-line it for lettering, and then pick a hand to practice. Then write a letter using that hand. This week as a letter to Mistress Achaxe. This time though I penciled out a sonnet. As usual it could use some polish, as do the vast majority of what I write. But it came from the heart, which is my minimum standard. :-)

.....Saving it here; again, as I do with all my sonnetry. :-)

Those sultry eyes rose to shine through my soul
Long lashes captured me in sacred bliss
Her enigmatic smile did fill a hole
A healing I had not known was amiss.

I witnessed beauty which surrounded her
It flowed from crystal clear deep springs within
And cleansed with smudging of bright scented fir
A hero new to quell chaotic din.

Love's presence I then felt which also flowed
Compassion wrapped me in warm embrace
To help this poor fool carrying a load
Protective bonds of shielding giving grace.

She freely gives love's bounty to us all.
Our gift from heaven to help us stand tall.

.....With lots of love to Achaxe, Arontius. :-)