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Best Poems About / On SONNET
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The Empty Train
Sometimes the sunset wheels
Of the empty train roll slowly
As a harmonica song-
Lilting us backward in
A summer sonnet
Of lavender fields-
Yellow bonnets, busy farmers.
Our tall engine steaming through
The country shadows
Of wooden swings and fishing ponds.
Cotton dresses and double moonshine,
Broken porches and hungry cows.
We see blue jays out
The windows now-
And kites in every tree.
And- I think if we go fast enough
We, too, will all be free
Anastasia Clark
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Number One
Forty Word Poem:
Poetry has the magic
Takes dreamers to cloud nine
Come ye ~ write a sonnet
A fantasy sublime...
Top the charts with love songs
Let the music play.
Oh writer of sweet poetry
Just one verse
would steal the heart away.
Joyce Hemsley
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Poet- An Artist or a Craftsman
Is poet
An artist
Or a craftsman?
Clothing the emotions and ideas
In the garb of
Roundels, Sonnets, Odes.
Wordsworth said,
Poetry is the spontaneous overflow
Of powerful emotions.
Eliot says that
A poet is
Conscious of his creation.
Which of the two
Hold true for you?
Are you a Romantic
Or a Modernist?
Are you an Artist?
Or a craftsman?
asma bahrainwala
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Dreaming / Waking
Saw you on a Sunday -
reading your Bible,
bought you some candy -
got cuffed to your chair.
Wrote you in the Winter -
sonnets on lovers,
licked closed your letter -
sharp edge on my tongue.
Dreamed you on an eclipse -
gentle and probing,
woke on a thornbush -
my skin soaked with blood.
Whitney Jones Olson
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