D.W. Rodgers Poet Sonnet

Hexagenia Hexsonnetta

These big mother mayflies
spend larval lives in mud
eating detrital crud,
then molt and take to skies
to mate, lay eggs and die
hand on to newer blood.

Freedom's brief days  passed
water phase starts anew
next cycle to accrue.
From time's undying past
through eons  have they last,
each generation true.

Delectable to trout,
match the hatch or you're out.



Inspired by John Gerrach's Sex, Death and Flyfishing

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Dr. Upma A. Sharma September 21, 2015 at 2:19 AM Wonderful write Dave n yet another superb win! Big congrats! D.W. Rodgers October 1, 2015 at 9:57 PM Thanks Dr. Sharma

Skat A September 19, 2015 at 4:30 PM Dave, congrats on your HM win. SKAT D.W. Rodgers October 3, 2015 at 4:20 PM Thanks SKAT - actually this one was forced but I do like mayflies

Josefina Costales September 3, 2015 at 10:25 PM I haven't done sonnets yet, I confess I had to do a quick google - which says, sonnets have 14 lines (which you have), in iambic pentameter (this isn't here, but you may be following another meter, and I would appreciate learning from you). I understand that one can have as many as 7 rhyming lines, and I've found 5 in yours ( ?). Thanks for the "fish sonnet". Hope I can get the nerve to write one. D.W. Rodgers September 3, 2015 at 10:57 PM Thanks Josefina, this was composed as an enrty to Andrea's HexSonnetta contest. Details are here http://www.poetrysoup.com/poetry_contests/member_contest_details.aspx?ContestID=7456 I usually do free verse but sometimes its fun to work to a form