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Diane Hine

Freshman - 2,381 Points (25 July 1956)

Dear Diane, (caudate sonnet)

What's up at work? Still at loggerheads?
and how's that girl you said would never last,
whose crying sounds like wet thumb rubbed on glass?
You tried to help; GET OVER IT, you said.

Just because Pusscat shat in his flowerbed
and Bonaparte is gay and likes to bark,
that's no cause for the man next door to carp.
LIVE and let LIVE, you said (he's so ill-bred) .

Verity thinks you're self-absorbed? Not true!
You're well-informed with views, like PEACE (for it)
WAR (against) and POLITICS ( ) . Fiery
blue, no-one's more profoundly viewed
than you: the sugar-hearted star I orbit.
Always here whenever you require me,

Yours 4eva, Diary xx
P.S. Have you seen the Doctor yet
about that ‘uh-oh' matter? Don't forget.

Submitted: Friday, August 15, 2014

Topic of this poem: sonnet

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  • Freshman - 1,391 Points Kevin Patrick (9/30/2014 9:09:00 PM)

    It makes me wonder what your diaries pages look like, I almost expect every page is a sonnet or linear equations with coded names for reference: mx + b means derrick went to the store for a bag of oreos. Still this was a witty write, that was so effortlessly created by your masterful hand.
    PEACE (for it)
    WAR (against) and POLITICS ()
    describes the qualities that make an excellent human being. If this doesn't provide anyone with pleasure, there not gay and barking nonsense. (Report) Reply

  • Bronze Star - 5,211 Points Daniel Brick (8/29/2014 2:49:00 AM)

    I really like reading this one. If you asked me to paraphrase it, or give the gist of it, I'd have to respectfully decline the honor or rather I'd take the opportunity to read it outloud and let the audience get the same enjoyment from
    hearing inspired nonsense, or as TALKING HEADS' David Byrne put it - STOP MAKING SENSE! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 321 Points Captain Cur (8/23/2014 5:59:00 AM)

    I think Pusscat and Bonaparte would make excellent pirates,
    they have the gift for literary genius and vocabulary mischief
    and come highly recommended, plus they both have papers.
    No one else on the ship does. (Report) Reply

  • Freshman - 1,486 Points Anthony Di''anno (8/22/2014 11:29:00 AM)

    Dear Diana,

    your witty and revealing sonnet tickled my heart and made smile,

    Thank you for your support recently :)

    ps, a bird in your hand doesn't necessarly mean you've got thrush. (Report) Reply

  • Freshman - 1,505 Points Dinesh Nair (8/19/2014 8:53:00 AM)

    Humour and incidental co relations dictate the thread of the poem and the handling of the theme speaks volumes about the infinite spheres of a poet's mettle. (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 12,028 Points Valsa George (8/18/2014 10:26:00 AM)

    Just because pussy cat shat on the flower bed and the dog barked, there is no reason for the man next door to carp! What all reasons for man to be at logger heads! The tail piece is quite interesting Diane, though I don't have any idea of that 'uh- oh' matter..... something very private I suppose! (Report) Reply

  • Veteran Poet - 3,339 Points Lyn Paul (8/15/2014 7:44:00 PM)

    Dear Diana, your humour is Kind of crazy yet brilliant. Especially the wet thumb rubbed on glass. Wow! (Report) Reply

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