Sonnets

[Cadere]

Shakespeare was a grand man, he was. I remember when I was younger, I was forced to make a Shakespearian sonnet* for English class.

Just for old time's sake--or if you've never done it, before--why not write one here? Write as many as you'd like, as I dedicate this thread to the beauty of the English sonnet.

*Typical Shakespearian sonnets total 14 lines and are structured with the rhyme scheme: ABAB CDCD EFEF GG.
Often in the third quatrain, there is a shift in which the poet expresses a revelation.
Shakespearian sonnets practice iambic pentameter, although I don't expect it to be spot-on.

This is the first one I wrote in high school:

Is writing a sonnet quite difficult?
I would think that it's quite a bit hard.
Should I write another, I ought to revolt!
I'm just not as good as The Bard!
Should I write about love or tragedy?
Or events that sprawl over day?
Perhaps of nature, of sky or of sea--
Oh no, all these things are cliché.
What should I write with paper and pen?
I cannot conjure a subject.
This is due in minutes less than, well, ten!
What lessons should I try project?
I'll write whatever my mind can collect.
Perhaps it'll be good, in retrospect.

 

[UnderYourSpell]

Odor of June

Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Thou art more wet and twice as annoying.
The trees that dripped their leaves in May
Speak now of June your perfume cloying.
The crashing thunder portrays your voice
Till birds shall drop from crumpled wings,
As your snores now make my heart rejoice
No more to hear those strident vocal rings.
What once I looked upon as sweet and coy
Your simpering coquettishness at every whim
Was not just only girlish, youthful play
I now perceive at last my god you're dim.
As long as you still take breath, alas
I must survive your chronic problem, gas.