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Poems About: SONNET

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  • 109.
    Focus on Springs

    Eventually the mine closed,
    where people worked for months
    without a salary, the last of them leave the grounds,
    and there’s a strong suspicion read more »

    Gert Strydom
  • 110.
    When pen can’t, nature can

    When fair words fail to fit in a tired line,
    And dainty wit feel shy, come not as called,
    Easy that came ere at first call of mine,
    When diction demurs, unequal the mould; read more »

    Aniruddha Pathak
  • 111.
    Attempted Sonnet

    You asked, “Why don’t you write me a sonnet? ”
    To be honest I’m not very good at rhyme,
    Ten syllables sounds like a big struggle,
    I wouldn’t stick to fourteen lines in it. read more »

    Charlie F. Kane
  • 112.
    The Bee Sonnet

    I was going to write you a sonnet
    with much wisdom, both in it and on it.
    But while walking near trees
    I saw millions of bees read more »

    Herbert Nehrlich
  • 113.
    Grain

    a grain of sand all heaven may hold,
    and the stars spin round a flower;
    alchemists exchange precious gold;
    philosophers seek the stone of power; read more »

    doug bentley
  • 114.
    A Word For It

    'Scorn not the sonnet.' Well, I reckon not,
    I would not scorn a rondeau, villanelle,
    Ballade, sestina, triolet, rondel,
    Or e'en a quatrain, humble and forgot, read more »

    Franklin P. Adams
  • 115.
    When the yellow sun starts to draw long lines

    (after S. J. Pretorius)

    When the yellow sun starts to draw long lines
    just before it descends over the distant hillocks read more »

    Gert Strydom
  • 116.
    Eyes know none of the truth of heart

    Her flitting form I saw when last evening,
    My eyes captivated were by the art
    That was her beauty, drawn a pale painting
    On to mind’s canvas as stray parts sans heart, read more »

    Aniruddha Pathak
  • 117.
    Love’s last flickering flame

    Is there any soul radiating more
    Than of a youthful love long holding hands,
    Vibrant love if not hearts, on unknown shore
    Of sea that’s life, in search of newer lands? read more »

    Aniruddha Pathak
  • 118.
    To Charles Baudelaire: Translation Of Paul Verlaine's A Charles Baudelaire

    (Paul Verlaine’s sonnet: « A Charles Baudelaire », translated by T. Wignesan.
    I thought I’ll first present to readers – they should see why - an unrimed version, and maybe later the strict sonnet form.)

    I didn’t know you, I didn’t love you, read more »

    T (no first name) Wignesan
  • 119.
    This Isn't

    This isn't a love song
    Its a song about blood
    This isn't a poem of hearts
    Its a poem of broken love read more »

    Tatianna Rei Moonshadow
  • 120.
    Critic Word Paste Horizons

    descend fade to dim critic word paste horizons
    art conceived art discussed are now emotionally
    planes apart different creations prodigy births read more »

    Terry Craddock
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