A Sonnet's Sonnet

November 3, 2010
By xKingfisher BRONZE, Riverbank, California
xKingfisher BRONZE, Riverbank, California
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So thy tell me write a sonnet,
In the likes of Petrarch or of Will.
And though I jumped right on it,
I must admit I felt a chill.

For I am not of a poetic bent,
And iambic pentameter makes me flee.
The gift of poetry just isn’t sent,
To a humble person such as me.

I think back to poets great,
Writing poetry that spans the ages.
Was Shakespeare in this sorry state?
His sonnets stuck in early stages?

An though it took me a great time,
I think I finally get this rhyme.

The author's comments:
I wrote it for a poetry assignment in my English class, and my teacher recommended that I submit it to Teen Ink.

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on Nov. 28 2010 at 6:40 pm
StormyxD SILVER, Winter Park, Florida
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Favorite Quote:
"Late at night my mind would come alive with voices and stories and friends as dear to me as any in the real world. I gave myself up to it, longing for transformation." - Jo March, Little Women

Isn't it great when your dreading writing poetry for English then you catch your stride and you turn out something that doesn't suck? :D I really like this.


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