Sonnet № 113229
Cold Afternoon.
The many leaves were spiraled in a fall,
the ground absorbing any life still left
of branches growing bare and more bereft.
The skies were readying a rainy pall,
while men pulled on their ready coats, and all
the world appeard as bracing for a storm,
though none could know the fury or the form,
only that it had hushed the cricketâs call,
and night was on the wind -far more than one-
forboded in new darkness of the sun,
and skies swept clear of stars as by a hand-
all hinted something mad might break the land.
It wasnât much, but caused the race of men
to wonder when the dawn would come again.
7 comments
C.F. Shakespeare (sonnet 18, lines 13-14)
"SO long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives grace to thee."
Wilfred Owen, Anthom for Doomed youth (lines 13-14)
"Their flowers the tenderness of patient minds,
and each slow dusk a drawing-down of blinds."
Or the last lines from a sonnet by Ronsard, Les amours de Marie, XIX:
"Ãa! Ãa! que je baise et votre beau tétin
Cent fois pour vois apprendre à vous lever matin."
In short, even though your word is law and god where poetic forms are concerned, and even though you are exceedingly well informed on the topic and I clearly don't know anything at all about it, the last 2 lines can, and frequently do rhyme in a sonnet.
I heard he's coming. maybe in 2011.
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