Poems About: SONNET

Eventually the mine closed,
where people worked for months
without a salary, the last of them leave the grounds,
and there’s a strong suspicion read more »

I saw you across a crowded room
I fell in love read more »

a Reasonnet*

A’waiting once more the wonders at dawn,
a tired, empty muse paces the lawn read more »

Write me a poem, dearly beloved,
Write of your love, your fidelity, your proclivity
For doing what is right for me, not what is right;
Speak to me of what you feel read more »

AH yes, exactly so; but when a man
Has trundled out of England into France
And half through Belgium, always in this prance read more »

Encased, enlaced, embraced in newness
Enshrined, in time, these are the feelings
So hear a poem that’s filled with trueness
Forget the world and all its’ dealings read more »

INK LINKS INKLINGS

Ink from inklings flows
weaving tapestry, read more »

Neater meter?

I have to write a sonnet in free verse.
I must stick to Iambic pentameter. read more »

What is a sonnet? 'Tis the pearly shell
That murmurs of the far-off murmuring sea;
A precious jewel carved most curiously: read more »

Man's search for freedom when no fruits find for far long,
Perhaps, he in deep fear of freedom is,
Or tuneful he ne'er sings liberty's song,
For, freedom is not all of heaven's heady bliss; read more »

This is not a sonnet, can’t you tell? It
Has a line less than it should, for, hell, if
I am to be printed in this broadside,
Rules require the lines to number oddly. read more »

Inside Shakespeares:
One, two, three:
My dogs are barking sonnets
As they mark their territory: read more »