Yesterdays prompt from NaPoWriMo came out later in the day, too late for my writing ritual. And… I kinda wanna give it a go today. A sonnet. I tried one a long time ago and can’t say I felt successful. Might not this a.m either but what the heck right?
YESTERDAY’S SONNET
There was no missing yesterday
Fully dressed and accounted for
Now past, it is gone, into today
Yesterday is now part of my lore
It wasn’t like I didn’t enjoy the day
with the snips and style and chat
An eve of music with friends we played
Sipping a cocktail remembering this and that
It’s soft to linger in the goodness past
With yesterday’s weave full of living
I challenge the stones that have been cast
Making my own future of my own giving
With yesterday gone and right here is where I be
I will let this day be what it is and I will just be me
This is what the Prompt was…
And now the prompt. Today, because it’s the 14th, I challenge you to write a sonnet. Sonnets have been around for hundreds of years, and there are plenty of variations in the form. Generally, they have 14 lines. But a Shakespearean sonnet is in iambic pentameter, with a rhyme scheme of a-b-a-b, c-d-c-d, e-f-e-f, g-g. A Petrarchan sonnet has a rhyme scheme of a-b-b-a, a-b-b-a, and then either c-d-e-c-d-e or c-d-c-c-d-c. Spenserian sonnets have a scheme of a-b-a-b, b-c-b-c, c-d-c-d, e-e, and don’t tend to follow the Petrarchan sonnet’s philosophical bent. There are blank verse sonnets (14 lines, iambic pentameter, no rhyme) and contemporary poetry brings us sonnets that neither rhyme nor observe any particular meter. For example, Ted Berrigan’s Sonnet 34:
