Melani Udaeta Poet Sonnet

Sharp Turns An American Sonnet

I’ll slam with much more originality 
than that cadence you chose to copy.
Who are you?  Where is your voice? 
It’s a fixed game of multiple choice. 

You sound just like everyone else,
a rhythm that’s played out but still sells. 
Left out too long the ice simply melts,
you ache to forget such repetitive bells.

I’ll slam just a little bit harder and crash,
rather than stay secure inside of a net.
A filed down road is so ambivalent 
it lacks the character of sharp turns. 

I said what I said let’s have some fun,
breaking the eggshells a battle’s begun.

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