Major English Assignment no. 3: The Sonnet.?

Rolling grasslands swept by lazy breezes,

Afternoon sun silhouettes Cinnamon,

Pollinated respite, coughs and sneezes,

Assuaged by some lotion and liniment,



Forget-me-not petals, even numbered,

On far away pond, canoe awaits us,

Paddling gently, breathe unencumbered,

Tailwind urges along without compass,



Storm clouds on horizon black with anger,

Our lunchtime picnic’s has gone asunder,

Hurry back to the shore, back to Bangor,

Feeling the fury’s lightning and thunder,



Next time we’ll have lunch inside, where it’s dry,

And then for desert, deep dish apple pie…

Major English Assignment no. 3: The Sonnet.?
Yay! Thank-you so so much!



I actually think the sonnet is the most difficult form because it's so important to choose correctly stressed words to fit the iambic pattern.
Reply:I did one too, but put it in a question, afraid showing some of my other predilections.
Reply:The alpenglow kisses snow capped peaks afar

The gloaming twilight casts its spell

Paints mountain crests with cinnabar

Night creatures stir in the darkening dell



The moon arises, a firey cold light

Cicadas tune up for their evening sonata

The vale now limned with Luna bright

As the nightbird begins its lonesome cantata



The silver stream from the day’s snow melt

Swells and washes its banks

A blanket of stars, Orion’s Belt

Bids me to sleep, and I say “thanks.”