Tag: English Sonnet

If I Were a Pirate, I’d Steal Thy Heart

 

If I were a pirate, I’d steal thy heart,
For something must a pirate steal, matey.
Ah, talking this way is not such a start.
No, no, we must discourse matters weighty,
Such as how to get representation
Of damsels fair of form in pirate crews
And thus to improve the pirate nation.
No people stands for long without it woos.
And men alone get up to deviltry
When left to their devices comical,
They turn their hands to outright ribaldry
And vile pursuits far more inimical.
Left are we to mull over thy beauty
And how that begets thy solemn duty.

It’s Talk Like a Pirate Day once more, a foolish bit of frippery. What better way to address one bit of foolishness than with another? Are you a participant in this ersatz holiday?

The End of the End

 

“It’s the beginning of the end,” Steve said;
I knew it wasn’t. I had known for weeks
The end was on its way. We all are dead
Awaiting our moment as the days leak
Away from us. For some the time is close.
Our modern world knows the signs: hospital,
Home, hospital, home again. Higher dose
Of medication does nothing at all.
If Dad hangs on until Tuesday, I’m free
To travel for a funeral, but will he?
My plans will change, not unexpectedly.
It’s a long, hard drive to South Missouri.
The chapter ends after a good, long age.
We’re left behind to fill another page.

Member Post

 

In our previous lessons, we learned about everything necessary to enable us to compose what some would call the pinnacle of English-language poetry, the English sonnet. We have learned about measurement systems, rhyme, rhythms, formal lines, and the pivot. Now, we shall put these all together into one package. History and Origin: The English sonnet, […]

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