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A very surprising "sonnet" which represents my débuts here on WDC, writing too quickly for the daily "Writer's Cramp" contest, and adding an extra stanza, thus creating an 18-line "sonnet" instead of the traditional 14-line poem. Sorry!
ab
31/10/2009
Standing in line, how I anticipate
will I laugh, will I cry, can I relax?
though my breaking heart does so palpitate
can't stop now, I follow these chosen tracks.
This evening was a comedy, oh joy!
for ninety minutes, I forgot my tears.
There were two girls, nobody got the boy,
strange thing, the spectators broke out in cheers!
Tomorrow's diversion is the ballet
a moment of calm for my inner peace;
I know this sadness will soon drift away
gently, mysteriously, it will cease.
Standing in lines, diversions do abound
my life will continue flowing forward,
once more resembling a joyous fairground,
but in dark halls I will still sit cloistered.
Time turns quickly, in theatres or not,
laughing and crying, such is life's great plot.
life on a stage
29 april, 2006
(Sonnet for Writer's Cramp)
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