Apr 21, 2012

100 Word Challenge for Grown Ups - #38: …the sonnet….



This week's challenge is a poetry challenge in the form of a sonnet. We have the following rules
You must write 14 lines only; You can use 10 syllables per line (choice); You could use the following rythmn - a-b-a-b, c-d-c-d, e-f-e-f, g-g. (choice)
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The Poet

She’s a poet you know, and she loves her rhyme,
She crafts and shapes, she teases and creates
Spells for readers, a world without time:
Space for her thoughts, what she loves, what she hates.

I was caught, trapped by her magic refrain
Never thinking of danger, nor pain ahead
I stumbled, I fell, I tried to explain
But my words lay lost, rotting, dying then dead.

We left the forest with its safe embrace,
Resolved to walk on and look way ahead,
All I took was the memory of her face,
She took her words, found a new path to tread.

There was love in those words, faith in the deeds,
And somewhere quietly my heart still bleeds.

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4 comments:

  1. Ah, that's rather sad! But the sad ones are often the best!
    Thanks for dropping by to see mine!

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  2. This heartbreak feels so present to me as I read your words. Wonderful sonnet.

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