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Kevin Taylor
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since 1999-12-23
Posts 185
near Vancouver, BC, Canada

0 posted 2001-10-28 03:33 PM


A sonnet is a dandy thing all dressed  
In pomp and form and run-on lines and things -  
Enough to make the weary take up wings,  
Though this is but my third. I must confess,  
Lifetimes ago I wrote with zing and zest  
And sonnets then were little songs to sing  
To fluttering breasts and nightingales - or slings  
Against misfortune, kings, and other pests.

No truer blade has ever been devised
Than sonnets quick and cleverly contrived.
Fair queen or country maids (each to his prize) -
The sonnet's virtue rests in parted thighs -
Though finer roe has never graced a sturgeon
Nor caveat much mattered to a virgin


Kevin

"Poetry is, at once, what you get... and how you get there."



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Professor Gloom
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since 2000-07-23
Posts 3082
of Depression
1 posted 2001-10-28 04:12 PM


To call a sonnet a thing as dandy
And compare it there to lady and maid,
Would make it naught but sweet cheep eye candy,
Something nothing to be casually played.

I ‘m sure sonnets have gotten love flowing,
Courted a few females in tender hold,
But they are not just where love is growing,
They comfort the people that have gown cold.

Make attempts over and over in style,
Make the rhyme align in just the right way,
Make hurt and love playfully for a while,
Then write all different on the next day.

A sonnet is like a box of candy,
And I think you have written a dandy

Gloom

LoveLetters
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since 2001-10-09
Posts 35
State of Hope
2 posted 2001-11-01 08:27 PM


I confess I don't know much about writing sonnets, but I do enjoy reading them.   Your writing, is excellent in my eyes. I long for the ability you have, but then..if I had it, it would not be my own. Umm..So I'm rambling. I'll go find my own ability.  

Love has many masks. I am but one of them.

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