Sonnet 66: On Sonnets - Poem by David Wood
Will Shakespeare, our greatest sonnet writer,
Left his mark in history with his plays;
Crafted his sonnets making his words brighter
And his plays most enjoyable in all ways.
Sonnets can be rich with eloquent words
On love’s labour’s won or lost by rhyming
Or writing about love as two young birds
So penning a sonnet can be charming.
But modern poets leave the sonnet alone
And will write verse that may or may not flow
About lovers who may have hearts of stone;
Perhaps that’s the way poetry will go.
Lots have changed in over four hundred years
And some modern poets leave you in tears.
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