John Watt Poet Sonnet

Ode To My Daughter's School Uniform

Your uniform is like unto a sonnet
And you, a poem dressed in vest and skirt.
How peaceful are the eyes that rest upon it
Creative spirit framed in pressed white shirt.
As birds that soar the heights on freedom's wing
Require sturdy skeletons for strength,
The poet, though confined, writes words that sing,
Conformed to proper meter, rhyme, and length.
What landscapes and still lifes the poet paints
Rich words that cause her readers to rejoice,
And all within the sonnet's strict constraints -
She reaches deep within and finds her voice.
Small freedoms may be sacrificed by you,
But still your creativity shines through.


Author's Note - written for my daughter on her first day of high school where school uniforms were mandatory, causing no small amount of chafing in her creative spirit!

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Gary Radice June 26, 2022 at 2:15 AM Five Massive Stars. Such brilliant writing. Cheers - Gary

Andrea Dietrich March 8, 2020 at 1:45 PM soupmail.

Andrea Dietrich December 30, 2019 at 4:23 PM Also for your sister, right? Is she much younger than you, JOhn? She sounds so lovely. I love how you used the sonnet metaphor to describe her! John Watt January 2, 2020 at 11:56 PM Actually, this was for my daughter on her first day at a high school that required daily school uniforms, which was a serious disappointment for my creative dresser! Thanks for the kind feedback, Andrea. I know you love sonnets!