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Sonnet Challenge

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    papajackposted 8 years ago

    Let's keep it simple stupid
    And not require the use of Cupid
    14 lines is all we need
    The scheme of your rhymes you should heed

    Four 4 line stanzas discribe a challenge
    Or predicament we want to avenge
    And last just a couplet to resolve the whole mess
    Cause simple answers are always the best

    The Bard would be proud if you answered this call
    The Brownings would gurgle their pride in you all
    So grab your quill pen and a scrap piece of parchment
    Just scratch out some lines like a Rennaisance gent

    Look to your soul and discover your muse
    A sonnet! A sonnet! A sonnet I choose.

    1. brad4l profile image78
      brad4lposted 8 years agoin reply to this

      Sonnet is too long
      So I submit a Haiku
      Your challenge not met

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    papajackposted 8 years ago

    I stood upon the brink of life
    Afraid of what I spied
    Miles and miles of pain and strife
    Wouldn't it be easier to hide?

    I wondered if jumping off was best
    Or never leaving at all
    Should I opt for an easier test
    Or risk that I might fall

    Perhaps I might find trouble there
    But then it might be fun
    The clouds are so thick I can't see where
    No details, not even the sun

    A venture not tried leaves a doubting stain
    Leaving no chance for a possible gain

  3. kwalters profile image55
    kwaltersposted 8 years ago

    In my youth I believed all things would last.
    I felt no affinity to the past.
    I lay my seeds shallow among steep grass,
    Without fear that any storm could amass.

    In middle age, I planted rows deeper,
    And pleaded for good yields from my reaper.
    Storms stayed quite heavy, and grass grew steeper.
    Nature remained the ultimate keeper.

    Now, old age furrows my temple and brow,
    And my depression can sharpen its plow.
    The storm rages within me even now.
    Yet, I refuse to relinquish somehow.

    In the end, nature will have its own way,
    Until then, though, I will not give a day.