In Verse Can All Become From Poet's Heart – Sonnet Eleven

In verse can all become from poet's heart
The life of all he ever hoped to know,
The one first brought that gave his verses start,
The ones that followed, all his verses' grow.

Both heart's desire and from its broken ways,
Come wonders that in broken words conspire,
To trap such life that taken hearts betray,
And bring to reader’s mind their pain's require.

But once perhaps in poet’s surly way,
The heart’s desire unbidden seeks its find,
And lays before the poet’s welcome stay,
This ever changing love in pure design.

How rare when one can mus'ed love expound,
But rarer still when mus'ed love is found.