Sunday, May 1, 2011

Sonnet

    THE SUN SHINES BRIGHT ON MY PALE FACE
                 THE WIND BLOWS SOFTLY AGAINST MY FAIR SKIN
     THE DAY FEELS AS DELICATE AS FINE LACE
       LYING IN THIS MEADOW FEELS LIKE A WIN
           BIRDS FLYING OVERHEAD ATTRACT MY MIND
      THE COLORS IN THE SKY ARE SO BEAUTIFUL
       BEING HERE IN THIS PLACE IS SO VERY KIND
          THE BLOSSOMING FLOWERS ARE SO BLISSFUL 
             TALL GRASS TICKLES THE BACK OF MY BARE LEGS
           IS IT WRONG TO WANT TO STAY FOR A WHILE?
          CAN I STAY HERE? PLEASE DON’T MAKE ME BEG
          I’M JUST GONNA NAP IN THIS BIG OLE HAY PILE
MY EYES GET FUZZY AS THEY WAKE TO SEE
     OH MY THIS CAN’T HAPPEN, THIS MUST NOT BE!



Work Cited:
"The Sonnet is a Versatile Poem of Fourteen Lines." Literature: A Introduction to Reading and Writing.    Ed. Edgar V. Roberts 9th ed. New York: Pearson, 2009. 900. Print.

2 comments:

  1. I like how you wrote about something other than gushy love. I enjoyed reading your poem. Keep writing- you are good at it. :)

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  2. I really like this. I think you did a great job at being vivid in your poem :)

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