Ima Ryma

I Sonnet You - Poem by Ima Ryma

My sonnets make reason and rhyme,
Iambic tetrameterly.
Fourteen lines is plenty of time
To make the point to you from me.
If all communication made
Had to become sonnetized first,
The exercise would be an aid
To let the mind pick best from worst.
Anything happening in life
Can be condensed to sonnet mode,
No matter how big joy or strife,
A sonnet carries any load.

I make sonnets for one and all.
Take them or leave them - that's your call.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 23, 2014

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