To The Stranger on The Computer (shakespearean shadow sonnet)

by Everlasting   Oct 24, 2017


Today, I'll write a sonnet. Yes, today.
And so, I'm here with hands on keyboard, and...
astray, lost in thought. Yes, fully astray.
Hand to me attention. Give me a hand.
Awake me. Don't be scared. Keep me awake.
When poetry captures me that's when...
heartache... my chest aches. Oh, this heartache!
Then joy engulfs me and I breathe life then.
But once again this pain that's nothing but...
( Ah, I don't know how I should call it, ah! )
just THAT - an ACHE, returns to me to just...
(Ha, I don't know the reason why, but ha!)

I think I feel alive again, don't I?
thereby, the ache is gone! I've woken up, thereby.

Written about a year ago.

The last line has 12 syllables. It’s on purpose.

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  • 7 years ago

    by IdTakeABulletForYou

    I really enjoyed the flow of this sonnet. I find many sonnets to be choppy and works where to get the meaning across some flow or structure must be sacrificed; this piece, though I did not verify syllabication or rhyme scheme myself, seems to come alive within the confines of the sonnet structure. It's wonderful, really. Great job, I enjoyed that you were writing about writing.

    IdTakeABulletForYou

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