The moon is patient as it waits its turn,
to rule the sky as night begins to fall.
A million stars come out and start to burn
and there I sit, a witness to it all.
The tall grass in the meadow whispers low,
as I stretch out, so spellbound by this sight.
Seems like it's just for me, this splendid show
and in that moment, all the world feels right.
Its warm, sweet fragrance permeates the air,
as flowers spread their perfume all around.
There seems to be a stillness everywhere,
a peaceful place, devoid of any sound.
This wonderful light show put on in space,
a thousand fireworks could not replace.
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Write a fourteen-line rhyming poem that sings. A Sonnet
You can choice the type Petrarchan, Shakespearean (English), Spenserian, Miltonic or Modern. Or be creative.
The requirement:
1) A 14-line rhyming poem.
2) A set rhyming pattern
3) A set metering/syllable count.
4) Any single subject.
See Poetry Dance and other websites for great examples.
In your author notes, please identify your rhyming pattern and what metering you used. (Note: the metering pattern does not need to be the same for every line) See modern sonnets for examples such as Maya Angelou's Harlem Hopscotch |
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A Sonnet
Contest Winner
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Author Notes
A traditional English sonnet.
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