English: Shakespeare’s sonnet 1 (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
I have been knee deep in writing sonnets. Thinking about them, thinking in iambic pentameter, or at least iambic. I have figured it out finally. The iambic thing. Writing sonnets, well it’s a lesson every time I set my pen to paper.
We are nearly done with the challenge, and I am having to play catch up. I wished I could have written one a day, but it’s more like a one ever two days kind of thing, unless absolute inspiration hits me and then I splat one out, and I do mean splat. It hits the paper running and is there without a chance of changing it.
I wanted to include a few here. I told CB Wentworth that I would post some. Her haikus, by the way, have been totally inspiring.
Did anyone else do the PAD Chapbook Challenge by Writer’s Digest? I would love to know if you did.
So because the holiday season is upon us, here is my Festive sonnet—
All Good Cheer
The eggnog sits upon the table top
and whipped cream islands are floating there
We wait for guests to drink the rich stuff up
And clink a glass to wish us all good cheer.
The music plays in subtle waves of sound
And candle light is glowing golden bright
The snow is falling softly to the ground
The peace is here on this, this Christmas night
We wait for Santa bringing gifts of joy
For carols sung in happy songs refrain
A tree for all to reflect and enjoy
As toasts are clinked with a glass of champagne
This Christmas Eve we wish you all good cheer
A pleasure lasting us throughout the year
Then my ‘Divided’ sonnet—
Trust is But a Divide
I trusted you in moments like we had
A force of love and friendship here right now
It took me time to see the flaws unsaid
Divided we stand is what I will avow
In time we may forget the lines that break
I stand on lines you stand right there apart
A split on down the middle thoughts we make
Can we go on this way and not depart
If sides must choose I choose my side it’s clear
And you are wrong as wrong as wrong can be
I must not break this stand I take to bear
And you will go and leave me you will see
We once were strong and now we are broken
These words are worse than when they were spoken
And my ‘idea’ sonnet. This one is inspired by a particular holiday film. A classic. If you know it, tell me.
The Idea’s Ideal
A grand idea call for troops to come
We’ll throw a show and make it big, you say
Ideal it is oh ho let’s go have fun
It’s rather good, idea that’s to day
The girls can do their number sparkling blue
We are in army duds and with our caps
We’ll sing to General, he’s our good man true
A rousing cheer for him, the best of chaps
The war has passed us long ago we’ll sing
Let’s clap our hands and give one last applaud
This man is ours salute him for this fling
As snow is falling and we all stand awed
It’s Christmas now so sing a song to joy
For love and hope and friends we all enjoy
So there are three that are quite fun. I have more, but I want to revise some. And we shall see. I finished up one tonight that has my heart just so happy, despite the sadness I’m putting into it. It’s weird. I am getting to vent some frustration I’m having with Boris. I put so much emotion into my writings. Honestly, if you feel your writing is stale, have some angst in your life. It really solidifies feelings. Anger, hurt, sadness, pain…. love. It all comes out when you write poetry.
So, enjoy. Only two more days of the challenge, then a month of revision. And I still have four more days of Writing 101 to finish up. Aahhhh, I need to get hustling!
Kate
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