Thursday, August 18, 2011
My internet is as functional as a soap opera without close up shots, and cousins getting married. So, no photos for the weekend. Just 2 sonnets I wrote for english class a few years back. Enjoy.
We saw it when a man said words
Which radiated through the still air
And when Miss Hepburn laid her hand in truth
The empty gaping maw a polygraph for life
Brave, bravery, still a long mystery
Ages spent following it to death and glory
For what do we stand for, if not truth
And yet we die for futile conflict
The souls of millions are collateral damage
In the mouth of ancient gods, the moment of truth
Are you brave or fallible, what is your truth?
Do you have courage, enough to tempt the Fates?
But still, the Bocca della Verità* stands
Challenging the brave to see their souls
I don't know how to write a good sonnet
The rhythm and words come easy as bad light
But somehow the words put my brain in a bonnet
The phrase does come but it is a grand fight
And yet the work must be completed
And in this assignment I'll not be defeated
THe scheme so long like letter soup
The words my poor mind seems to dupe
How now! I am on verse nine already
If I can just keep my foolish lines steady
At first I wrote in AB A B CC
Then I saw a mirthful light, the glowing key
Now I write to right my poetical wrong
And I leave you all with this poorly schemed song
I'm better at limericks.