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Contest Entry Traditional Poetry Contest 1-21-2017 |
It is now new years once again It is a time of fresh new starts Soon our best efforts lay in parts We are stuck with the winter rain Some may have lots of aches and pain Children are bundled up in carts The shelves are empty in the marts The only street they plow is Main Snow piles up against every car Children make money on this day You could not budge with a crowbar You know you will be warm in May Winter is not my favorite time I often just say words sublime. Italian sonnet 14 lines rhyme scheme abbaabbacdcdee (I'm not the best at iambic meter but there's eight syllables per line in Petrarchan tradition. |