I cast my eyes forward watching and waiting with great anticipation.
What by chance do I see waiting and watching on the edge of the precipice?
Do I see hope on the horizon, faith in myself, or disaster looming ahead?
It all depends on my point of view how comfortable I feel in my skin.
Thinking positively I see help, support, and advice.
Thinking negatively will lead me to feeling exposed, vulnerable, and protective.
Will I let down my barriers and allow goodness to pour forth?
Like wine, songs, and poetry enjoyed on a dark night with the moon looming above.
I hope to conquer my fears and rise up to my challenges.
Instead of cowering into the mysterious passages of my mind.
Every soul carries a mystery and misery to their name and sometimes it’s revealed or hidden for all of time.
I must learn that my heart is still intact even while the words spew forth, like a geyser emptying its contents from the earth.
It is here where I sit, my mind contemplating, then upright and pacing my heart racing.
This newness, this peacefulness, this soul’s rebirth.
This is my attempt at a sonnet, for my Writing 201 Poetry. I pray that this poem won’t have Shakespeare rolling over in his grave with discontent. The prompt is future, the form is sonnet, and the device is chiasmus.
It’s a very good attempt, who cares what Shakespeare would have thought of it.
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Thanks Mike, that’s right I write for the love of expression. Not to impress Shakespeare. 😉
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I didn’t realize you were in school?!
I think Shakespeare would be proud ❤
Love this line: “Every soul carries a mystery and misery to their name and sometimes it’s revealed or hidden for all of time.”
Look forward to reading more!
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Oh Jenn, thank you so much. I’m not in school, except the school of hard knocks. 😉 I haven’t attempted to write a sonnet since high school. Where my Scottish born English teacher told me I spewed useless drivel upon the page. Cantankerous old bastard that he is. 😝
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It definitely sounds like he was a nasty mean one! And that he didn’t know what he was talking about 😉
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Thanks hon, oh yes he was wonderful to me in Grade 9 and then despised me in Grade 12. He definitely shaped my tenacity. Because all I thought when he critiqued my writing was Im going to prove him wrong someday. 😉
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This is excellent.
Am running half marathon this weekend (which I am not ready for…..a nervous LOL). I feel I am standing on that precipice now.
Thank you thee]se words of thinking positively and thinking negatively. 🙂
~Carl~
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Oh Carl thank you for the wonderful compliment. Wishing you all the best with your run. Know that on the other side of that precipice is freedom. 😃🎉
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Beautiful!
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Thank you so much sweetheart. 💗
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you go girl. Shakespeare is cheering ! I loved it very beautiful. like a dance of words
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Thank you so much Laurie that’s what it felt like when I wrote it like the words were dancing in my head. 😊❤️
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“Thinking negatively will lead me to feeling exposed, vulnerable, and protective.
Will I let down my barriers and allow goodness to pour forth?
Like wine, songs, and poetry enjoyed on a dark night with the moon looming above.
I hope to conquer my fears and rise up to my challenges.”
These lines are everything. Shakespeare would steal this if he was alive today.
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Oh Rachel that compliment is everything thank you so much. ❤️
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