Writing a Sonnet
A sonnet I shall write
Oh, how does it go?
Ah, I think I know!
A, B, B, A, am I right?!
And I shall write away the night,
My pen ready to go!
A, B, B, A, twice in a row.
Writing til the morning’s twilight
Breaks through the distant sky.
Now the tune and rhyme changes pace.
6 more lines to go and my
Hands and the sun are engaged in a race.
The finish line drawing nigh;
My pen scribbling, the sun sizzling, a mighty chase!
Copyright © Isaac Abinante | Year Posted 2016
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