Grandma
Grandma (Revised)Oh grandma! I repose beside your grave,And touch the white cold stone I so despise.I praise your subtle grace I so much crave,And wish with every breath that you would rise.You talked...
View ArticleConfidant
CONFIDANTHow many folks can truly claim a friendWho'll give, without embarrassment or pride,Immeasurable love, and take in strideOur failures, overlooking ways we've sinnedAgainst the name of...
View ArticleOde of a Humpty Grumpty
Amazed by mewling stars, untouched by time, still puking, young as ever, wise men don't fearold bones and death, for age can be sublimewhen shifted to the lean and slippered year, a welcome sea of...
View ArticleMeter Matters
With all due respect and at least three inches of my unfashionable slip showing right here in front of everyone, I must strongly disagree with some of the scholarly advice I have seen given across the...
View ArticleBoy Soldier
Prompted by Legend's Grandma sonnet.I posted this a long time ago. Now much revised.Boy Soldier He posed for the photographer with pride:a soldier leaving home whose childish gracebetrayed his...
View ArticleLet It Snow
Let It SnowI use a special shovel made to pushthe snow aside as it accumulates.I get to work before it turns to slushand flout the macho laws this violates.My ticker isn't what it used to be:the...
View ArticleAct Five
The final stage, when green is turned to gold, And embered youth, rekindled, burns once moreIn wisdom's wizened breast
View ArticleSuperficial Blue
You live among the busy of the EarthUnderneath the rainbow, not aboveCondemned are you by accident of birthTo dangle from a single thread of loveYou're marching to an artificial timeThe universal...
View ArticleBeethoven's Violin Concerto
Beethoven's Violin ConcertoA startled lark arises, leaves her bed of nascent song to soar above the lea; a pure and healing salve of minstrelsy. Distracted, decoyed, a careless tread might end a...
View ArticleA Critique for the Critics.
I dropped into this EZ Board because I heard a rumour that folk were writingpoetry without a sense of humourIt seems that you depreciate an easyform of Rhyme; And frown with deep despondency...
View ArticleA Parable for Preachers
If I'm overposting, I apologize in advance. I'm sonnetizing and I can't shut up, so somebody throw me a lifeline, please. I honestly don't mean to make light of a painful subject, but some of the...
View ArticleTo be a leader
Hello, I am Diz, Mary sent me here, knowing what an addicted sonnateer I am :-)...hi Rich and Tom and Sailor... what wonderful company to share in! After reading only a little I have learned a few...
View ArticleA Poet?
A poet would I be if I'd the strength To squeeze the world into sweet, perfect phrases,Chart Heaven/Hell by measured width and length, Or seize on beauty's truth in Grecian vases;For seldom's found in...
View ArticleFit Employment
When we the world o'erlook, and spend our days, Our precious hours, within the lifeless confines Of a clock's face, or toil but for a raise, Counting each minute's worth, while gouging age-lines...
View ArticleHappy Birthday
Come place a single candle on the cake.Let's don our hats and dust off our kazoos. A year ago on this day (give or take)the Sonnet Board was born. All hail the news.First came the cordial forum,...
View ArticleA Godsend
When angels gather for their nightly nose count,there's one who ought to be there, but she can't be.She's here performing ministries, and those mountas presently she's cleaning out the pantry.Her...
View Articlemy volta had no butt
I pose, a mime whose message is confused, The clarity with which I speak is blurred. My silent movements leave you all bemused, My sparkling thoughts are dulled when turned to word. The masterpiece I...
View Articlemore bait for the sharks
This was me, back when my children were younger and my job less interesting.Wholly DazedA working mother subdivides her soul, Despite rewards that build her feathered nest.Demands conflict and guilt...
View ArticleThe Robe
My first attempt. Please leave me with a little dignity.Thanks,ReedThe RobeEncased within the shell of mankind's globerestricted by tolls paid with human nerveperchance a dreamer dreams his time is...
View ArticleRedeemed
There is no lover's muse. Old Eratohas mocked me at my every invocation.These lines, like withered garlands, quickly blowfrom mem'ry's field, defeating expectation.It seems unjust that inspiration...
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