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Sonnet Social Poems | Social Poems About Sonnet

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Happy Birthday Dear Carol Brown (Kyrielle Sonnet)

It’s a great day to shake and bake
Dance, sing, and eat all of your cake
It’s time to wear your dinner gown
Happy Birthday Dear Carol Brown

Upon reaching the Big Six O
Spread and stretch on your patio
Wear your fancy dress into town
Happy Birthday Dear Carol Brown

As you puff out the nice candles
Hold tight onto your chair handles
Smile today and let your hair down
Happy Birthday Dear Carol Brown

It’s a great day to shake and bake
Happy Birthday Dear Carol Brown

© Joseph, 4/9/08
© All Rights Reserved

Comments:  Dedicated to my poet laureate friend Carol Brown.  The Kyrielle 
Sonnet has 14 lines (three rhyming quatrain stanzas and a non-rhyming 
couplet). It has a repeating line or phrase as a refrain in the last line of each 
stanza.  Each line within the sonnet has eight syllables. The French use the first 
and last line of the first quatrain as the ending couplet. This reinforces the refrain 
within the poem. The rhyming scheme for a Kyrielle Sonnet normally is: AabB, 
ccbB, ddbB, AB -or- AbaB, cbcB, dbdB, AB.

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Confidence Trick (Sonnet No 6)

Shall change compare the prettiest I know?

Who art more willing worth than facing gloom.

As rapid snap decisions judge them “No!”,

Deter, do loathsome spoils with hints of doom 

Or poise beseeched who keel, who furthest you       

Become the biased trait whose twines of wrath

Are chances by the score, that’s what you threw!

Decides what ugly is, who cowered hath;

Nor doubt be leased as likely gains transpire

Were smiling with a confidence of might,     

And judgement throws the balance in the fire

Where darkest shadows lurk, you are the light.

Reverse decisions by the way you feel

Then all shall re-emerge by what is real.

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Out of Place (Sonnet No 5)

sonnet no 49

Her dowry brought a future with such wealth 

Lame sire as I have non to compensate,

A pauper who has nothing but good health

To eat the finest foods, regurgitate;

Who hath not seen the light of day for years-

I’m trapped in working class with friends so fine

With lack of understanding Lords and Peers,

Whose mother tongue was made from vintage wine,

Though married life has brought with it much woe

Then who said such is money, pride of place:

Has taken second best, that’s what I know 

For something more, that money can’t replace   

Whilst wealth can least at first be pleasing some,

There’s more to life, it’s working for a crumb.