Robert Lindley Poet Sonnet

Old Maid Hadder, Got Madder and Madder

Old Maid Hadder, Got Madder And Madder


Old maid Hadder, got madder and madder
wind blew her bonnet and wet upon it.
Soaking showers from a blackbird's bladder
taken aback, next she fell doggone it!

Did not matter, her day in a tatter
rain pouring down, gave her another frown.
Wind drove and gusted all the more at her
in her shame she felt even more a clown!

She could never rise not that it matters
her sad life now placed her in such tatters.
Her legs exposed showed fatter and fatter
with no lover, simply did not matter!

Sad tale of a mad, old lady Hadder.
To get up, had to use a step ladder.

Robert J. Lindley, 10-17-2015

English sonnet- (modern)


Syllables Per Line:	10 10 10 10 0 10 10 10 10 0 10 10 10 10 0 10 10
Total # Syllables:	140
Total # Lines:	17 (Including empty lines)
Words with (syllables) counted programmatically:	N/A
Total # Words:	109

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Terry O'Leary October 22, 2015 at 4:52 PM Before I read your poem, I was sadder... now I'm gladder... ;-) Robert Lindley October 22, 2015 at 10:38 PM Before I wrote it I was madder now it doesn't matter. My soul is fatter and I am as mad as a mad hatter. Thanks for commenting my friend.