MY CONTRADICTION

MY CONTRADICTION

Shall I compare thee to a winter's day

For summer sun may warm the ground

But no better tribute to fire pay

That warms man's heart with but a sound

Although the fruits of bount'ful May

Can flow from luscious orchards tame

No fount of bounty may they say

Can put your golden mounts to shame

And can no chorus of angels sing

A symphony of such holy grace

Such that when your voice may ring

Cannot pale their awe struck face

For such a sight from head to feet

As to make me contradict my phrase

For love poems do now taste so sweet

As to fill my days with blissful haze

Haiku