My thoughts are tangled, mired in grief
The world seems dark and cold.
There is no solace, no relief
No tiny hand to hold.
There's emptiness where once was joy
And tears where smiles should be.
I lost my child, my precious boy
Who meant the world to me.
I know he's in a better place
At peace and free from pain,
But how I long to see his face
And hold him once again.
I pray that when my life is done,
At heaven's gate I'll greet my son.
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| Writing Prompt |
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 |
Author Notes
Rhyme pattern-abab cdcd efef gg.
Meter alternates between 8 and 6 syllables for the lines in the three quatrains. The coupletā??s lines are both 8 syllables. Accent on second syllable in quatrains and couplet.
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