This is the strangest sonnet that I've ever seen - done for a college exercise: 14 lines, rhyming every 4th, 10 syllables per line... not that you'd notice! And probably a very English psychosis, too. Catch up with y'all tomorrow, folks. LOL K xx
IN SIGHT
Anno Domini means nothing until,
too young to die, too old to rock and roll,
life's checkout is suddenly within sight.
Heady years spent with no thought for the bill -
living life large - takes its wage and vast toll.
It leaves you, one day, loser of the fight.
But - never mind! Delirium tremens
dissolves the colic of cholesterol,
kicks the wrecking ball of housing markets,
shakes away the angst of ageing parents.
It frees addiction to the shopping mall
and cures the palsy of pension targets.
CAT scans, UTIs, all that damn bother,
prove Gran right that "nice girls only hover".
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Reviewed by Anna Marie Fritz (Reader)
Reviewed on March 7, 2005
Wow!
You have summed up life's regrets in a most powerfully succinct way!
Looks like you did a great job of accomplishing your assignment. I didn't know what "hover" meant in this context until I read some comments. Here in the south we call it, "hang."
Kate...I have to admit that I dont have any idea of sonnets...but whatever is this...this is splendid...i enjoyed this very much...love n luck....BHUWAN!!!
Oh dear... hope I'm not depressing you all! I should probably have called it: "The Blessings of Booze" or "The Benefits of Gran's Sage Advice" (about girls and public toilet seats, in case you're of the half that won't have received it!!) to make it clear that this is supposed to be lighthearted. Sorry, Will... I'm just not cutting the mustard here... guess love is an easier topic for this kinda thing! :)) K xx
Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)
Reviewed on March 5, 2005
Brilliant. No matter what toys, money we selfishly keep to ourselves, watching most the world starve. We still are only morning due.
The soul lives forever.
Pure joy, and wisdom that is pure, peacefull and loving, all originate from the one "Well."
Splendid sonnet. Shakespeare has nothing on you. LOL
Reviewed by Judy Lloyd (Reader)
Reviewed on March 5, 2005
Unique poem here and the last verse does make you think. We will not live one second longer than the time alloted to us but we can have joy while we do.
Re-Release! No longer back-listed. Return to the Olde Ways. The hustle and bustle of modern day life has brought many of us to a quick fix attitude.This book is for those of you who are fed up; have looked at your life and your loved ones and realize
Re-Release! No longer back-listed. Return to the Olde Ways. The hustle and bustle of modern day life has brought many of us to a quick fix attitude.This book is for those of you who are fed up; have looked at your life and your loved ones and realize
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You have summed up life's regrets in a most powerfully succinct way!
LOL
I pity the fool who leaves the seat up. :) An interesting, well written challenge--BRAVA!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla. :)
But time truly is short, for both girls and boys, so I say Live Life Large, and let the 'chips' fall where they may!
The soul lives forever.
Pure joy, and wisdom that is pure, peacefull and loving, all originate from the one "Well."
Excellently done, on such a difficult challenge.
Yet another keeper.
You're Never To Old To Rock N Roll_
As for Death -- It Is Inevitable--So, Why Hurry It Up!?
TRASK