A S o n n e t
f o r
S e a n
©2003 Jerral Sapienza & LLX Press
Fret not my little friend who in his fear
of failing sweet accomplishments in life
restricts himself and doesn't always feel
secure in self-esteem, belies his strife.
Each and every one of us is small
and lost in some form, challenged from the way.
No traveler keeps a foot upon the stone
path to home while trying still to play
or show his higher aspirations where
delight and joy are one day to be found.
Value knows its worth and needn't claim
expensive garish glitter by the pound!
None is lost who knows the way within
to higher paths where love and truth begin.
Just a little 17-minute exercise sonnet for keeping the standard
sonnet form and giving Sean something else to look at, work off
of, use as inspiration in some of this poetic rivalry we're
playing with lately. He said "You can be like Shakespeare and
write your advice sonnets to this boy, me."
You'll note the formal structure of the sonnet here, too. It
consists of 14 lines, three quatrains (4 lines each) plus an
ending couplet. Beat is iambic pentameter in most cases...
always pentameter, but there are four lines which are actually
not iambic, but trochaic.
Why? Because this is also a puzzle poem: encoded message down
the first letter of the entire length of the poem, the initial
some of the initial letters rather 'forced' trochees instead
of iambs from out my pen!
My apologies to the formalists who noticed. :-) I'm sure that
had I taken a few more minutes on it I'd have fixed those, too,
but the iamb vs. trochee was a moot issue for this one anyway.
© 2003 by Jerral Sapienza
Lifelong Learning Excellence, Inc.
PO Box 380 Eugene, OR USA 541.343-1202
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