and post notes and photos about your poem like Jannie Breedt.
Imagine this poem as if it were a drama being performed on stage. I use metaphors extensively to illustrate the despair of growing old and being ignored .its almost a plea for longevity but the deaf and dumb only go about their silly chores. Its an outcry , an outrage about belonging.
I make no apologies for my deviation by NOT producing a pure sonnet. Therefore I introduced a CODA starting with " with what shall I beseech you..." using a 5 line verse before it then reverts back to the sonnet form
I hope that now more people can enjoy this constantly rewritten poem and that it clarifies the mud.Thank you for your long sufferance.