Sonnets

A fairly  comprehensive dissertation on the different forms of sonnet at dVerse poets pub sent me hotfoot to my archives.  If there is a form of sonnet, I have tried it, even including one or two  not mentioned in Gay’s piece.   I don’t have time to write a new one, so here is a re-post of two with which I am reasonably content: a Petrarchan sonnet and a Terza Rima,  written at least two years ago.  You can find a relatively recent quasi-Shakespearean sonnet here.  As you might guess, I have a particular affection for this form, finding the discipline imposed by the restrictions of rhyme and meter strangely liberating.

Night thoughts  – a Petrarchan Sonnet

As I was lying in my cosy bed
I thanked the Lord for giving me such warmth,
and shelter from the havoc of the storm
in comfort in my hilltop home.  I said
my prayers of gratitude as aforesaid.
Thankfulness for bounty is the norm
for every caring person, to transform
a grumpy-guts to happy bunny.  Instead

of self-congratulation, thoughts of others
who do not have the haven of a home—
of prisoners of conscience, dispossessed,
or  orphans cruelly deprived of mothers,
of  people tyrannised, oppressed, alone—
aroused my anger, would not let me rest.

August Terza Rima

A garden in the hush of eventide,
all work has stopped, the buds have closed in sleep.
A summer place, we saunter side by side.

Above, a crescent moon is set to peep
shyly on our bliss, both satisfied
and sad the day is ending glorified.

Reluctantly we turn our steps aside
towards the setting sun that dips below
the trees that line the riverside

with red-streaked colour statement. It must go,
to stay away for hours, just to preside
on other summer places we don’t know.

We turn again, prepared to go inside—
as night must fall, the moon will still abide.

 

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14 Responses to Sonnets

  1. Just came across this, viv. It is a beautiful example of terza rima, which is a form I happen to love.

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  2. Sabio Lantz says:

    You wrote,

    “…finding the discipline imposed by the restrictions of rhyme and meter strangely liberating.”

    I totally agree! I am surprised. The sonnet I did was my first.

    I too live on a hilltopped home and am grateful for all I have — after travel all over, my luxuries are clear.

    I enjoyed your stretching the forms in both poems.

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  3. I love how comfortable you are with this form. The first is a difficult subject, well-tackled. The second is just beautiful.

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  4. Bodhirose says:

    Oh, I’m so inspired by what you can do, Viv…these are wonderful. Love your choice of topic with the first one…from gratitude of having a home to a mind that fixates on the perils of others and can’t rest. And thank you very much for your very kind comment on my attempt…

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  5. barbara_ says:

    You picked a showcase, didn’t you? The Terza Rima is definitely one I wish I could write. As to the Petrarchan: I can’t even spell the form much less make it work, but you’ve used it so neatly. Not only did you have something to say, but you use the form to demonstrate the right turns a mind takes in that not-sleep state. Cool, Viv.

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  6. ManicDdaily says:

    I really like sonnets too though had a hard time with mine – I tried the Petrarchan which I’m not used to – you make the form work wonderfully – I liked the first poem especially – the turn from really quite humorous to serious. Well done . k .

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  7. montygrant says:

    Erggh, those night thoughts! Great topic and selfless thoughts, good write.

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  8. Mohana says:

    loved the Terza Rima, beautiful imagery.

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  9. brian miller says:

    to transport a grumpy guts to a happy bunny..that made me smile viv….if only those things gave more sleepless nights we may decide to do something about it you know…smiles…These were really good viv….

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  10. claudia says:

    i like how you capture the sleeplessness and the thoughts that come with it..i can relate…sometimes the mind just goes wandering…lovely sonnet viv

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  11. Enjoyed both…terza rima was gorgeous

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  12. Yes! I actually found the restriction freeing, too. Well done on these.

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  13. I liked seeing both of these. The first slightly freer than the second. The first more serious; the second more lyrical..the music and color painting the scene. I agree with John. You do seem as at ease in these as in free verse. I envy you that! Well done!!

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  14. It’s good to see how the form frees you. I also think form isn’t constrictive as it challenges the imagination

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