Dear Readers,
Wishing you a fabulous Sunday and Happy Easter to all those who are celebrating.
The(optional) prompt on Day Nine of #Na/GloPoWriMo encourages the poet to write a sonnet.
But first, I'd like to share a poem I read a few minutes ago. It's the featured poem for Day Eight on NA/GloWriPoMo site and it's unmissable. You can read it here : To Create...
There's something about structure that makes me want to rebel. But this year (perhaps it's a sign of ageing or acceptance--I don't know) I'm giving structure in poetry a go.
The sonnet I wrote follows the general rule of 14 lines and it's about love. Plus, I tried to follow the following rhyming scheme: ABBA, ABBA, CDECDE.
I've removed it from the post as it's a first draft of sorts.
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picture taken in July 2021 in Oregon.
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I'd recommend reading Adam O'Riordan's article, 'The Sonnet as a Silver Marrow Spoon' published by Poetry Foundation if you'd like to write a sonnet yourself.
Hilarious moment--and precise description of how a careless word can wound. What I find endearing is the child's innocence. Well done.
ReplyDeleteThank you for visiting Romana:)
DeleteWhat a delightful poem, Arti - I love it! "Nothing made sense till everything did." That is such a perfect capture of innocence. And as for "...Love has always made a fool of me" - that is truly stellar.
ReplyDeleteThank you Deborah. I was hopeful for your visit today--for there is lavender (violet) and the bee (you) in this post:) So glad you came, Cheers. xx
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ReplyDelete(the post that got away... Blogger can be so *&$("&)($& tardy sometimes!)
I had a wry smile as I read this, the innocence being told off and the truth being swept away as prepsoterousness... YAM xx