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July 27, 2005
Sonnets
Due to my serious writers block, I am posting some old poetry, in fact, two sonnets. One of which is in honor of my trip to Fresno, they are both from my beginning poetry writing class in college, many, many years ago.
What's a sonnet? You say. Well, it is a 14 line poem, often written in iambic pentameter, and follows this rhyming scheme:
abab cdcd efef gg
In italics, I will enter my professor's comments.
There's nothing like a Fresno summer eve,
The many falling stars grace skies so clear,
At times I feel like these I never want to leave,
I'll sleep through days without the heat to fear.
Home of one of seven wonders of earth,
with water falling down and mountains high,
most people forget all that it is worth,
and never see snow fall on winters nigh'.
Interesting stuff in here
In August heat those nights seem never near
your breath forms clouds though mouths never touch air,
When I cannot go in and have a beer,
I stand outside and smoke without a care,
This city where I live will never change.
Never to leave this mediocre range.
Nice
Side note: I have since realized that Yosemite is not one of the 7 wonders of the earth...
The next sonnet does not rhyme, but is in iambic pentameter except for the two "turning points" in the poem, which break the meter intentionally to grab your attention.
I'm walking down the street to get some milk
I'm headed to the local grocery store
I'm crossing rivers o'er a weathered bridge
A voice comes from a man I cannot see
He grinds his teeth and speaks out loud
"The drugstore cowboy is my name" he says
I do not say a thing and walk away
I find myself in front of my latched gate.
When finally I reach my door at home
I put away the groceries that I bought
I don't have shit to do and laugh out loud
I picture The Man coming from shadows
He's riding on a deathly pale white horse
And from its head did sprout a funny horn.
Very strange poem. What does it mean?
So, in case you haven't figured out what it means...
It means abso-fucking-lutely nothing.
It means a friend and I stayed up really freakin' late trying to finish my damn poetry assignment. That's what it means. It also means that I had a very valid reason for despising my poetry professor; did she really think it had meaning?
Posted by meloknee at July 27, 2005 11:23 AM
Comments
Oh, If I had a dollar for every poem I wrote that meant nothing but I had to turn in something or I'm screwed, I'd have had a semester or two's worth of money to buy cokes and smokes.
Posted by: bugg at July 28, 2005 01:24 PM