Terry Flood Poet Sonnet

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Last Nights Brainwave

[Written in mock Shakespearean(ish) for no
better reason than my own amusement]


Enlighten me, Lord, O where might it go
Perchance some robber doth steal it away
Late evening acquired and meant it to grow 
Forsooth, it is gone, ’tis absent today

How might it blossom If nourished and fed
A deed laid aside for when I arose
The small hand was high, I went to my bed
Did the night watch it go, nobody knows

Surely the answer dwells inside my mind
Lord, lessen this fog to render bright lit
Should no doppelgänger be there to find
Neither my first nor my last moonlight flit

Notions not noted if lost to you will
Perhaps soon flow from another man’s quill

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Gershon Wolf June 13, 2021 at 7:59 PM This is such a great sonnet. So much fun. Absolutely delightful, Terry. And love that bit of mock despair/jealousy in the last couplet. ~ Gershon Terry Flood June 13, 2021 at 11:58 PM Thanks Gershon. Glad you enjoyed my first sonnet (apart from a parody). Terry

Ilene Bauer June 12, 2021 at 1:23 PM i absolutely love this, terry - the mock shakespearean language is delightful and so cleverly done! the ending is perfect, too... Terry Flood June 12, 2021 at 3:05 PM Thanks Ilene. Wrote this straight. But then I wondered if Shakespeare had done the ‘go to bed on a great idea’ thing... and totally forgot it by morning. What masterpiece did he never write? The mock Shakespeare was a jovial nod in that direction. Glad you enjoyed, Ilene. Terry

Tom Cunningham June 12, 2021 at 1:14 PM Lol, Bill would be proud, if you dont write it when it comes in your head you can kiss it goodbye. Tom Terry Flood June 12, 2021 at 1:19 PM So true, Tom. Been there a hundred times... and you always know that last nights brainwave, the one you’ve now forgotten, was easily the best you ever had. Cheers Tom. Terry