Paul Moosberg

Rookie (6-25-82 / Texas)

My First Sonnet - Poem by Paul Moosberg

If I’m to write and form a little song
I’ll choose to use the English code and rules
I’ll learn the laws to lay my bricks along
The roads I build of codes with English tools

Now two will rhyme with four and one with three
I’ll split the rhyme between the stanza breaks
The last two lines will rhyme a final plea
With glee that creeps in hands of codes I make

Iambics boast control as they decide
The words to run as feet conduct the line
I’ll snare the code that hides along and strides
In quatrains forming claims of codes that shine

I’m here alas to weave and write my fun
I’m taught I’ve learned and now my sonnet’s done


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, May 9, 2007

Poem Edited: Thursday, February 24, 2011


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