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The Dreamer (Sonnet) by Nicholas Jones
The visions that appear to me at night come when I sleep but stay when I awake; they are so real they infiltrate my sight, so vivid that their power can often make me question my existence on this earth. Last night I saw a stream of weird shapes and wondered how exactly I give birth to visions such as those my mind creates. Yet I cannot describe what I have seen and this inability to tell makes be afraid - how can I not recall the horror of my dreams? From what flaw within myself are these things made? I can provide you with no evidence or proof but please believe these visions tell the truth.

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Arithmetic Mean: 6.16
Weighted score: 6.1522365
Overall Rank: 1060
Posted: October 23, 2002 1:15 AM PDT; Last modified: October 23, 2002 1:15 AM PDT
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[8] Christof @ 195.172.133.226 | 23-Oct-02/1:33 AM | Reply
Good to see another sonnet from you - you handled it well in 'The Canvassers' and also in this. This is more Keatsian as well in its self-analysis and fear.
[n/a] Nicholas Jones @ 137.44.1.200 > Christof | 23-Oct-02/1:36 AM | Reply
You can't beat a good sonnet. It is always sobering to think that all the great poets, from Petrarch and Shakespeare onwards, have used the same form; I cannot possibly compete, but it's fun to try.
[7] <~> @ 167.206.181.179 | 23-Oct-02/7:38 AM | Reply
the more you write them, the more easily they flow. strength in discipline. nice work.
[9] Nicholas Monson @ 195.92.67.69 | 4-Dec-02/4:16 AM | Reply
Quite lovely. I forgive you all the inexact rhymes
[n/a] god'swife @ 209.179.136.248 | 5-Dec-02/1:27 PM | Reply
Redundant. Lacks emotional language, or better said, the emotion is lost, I can't explain. I want to believe the fear, feel it.
[n/a] Nicholas Jones @ 137.44.1.200 > god'swife | 6-Dec-02/2:52 AM | Reply
I think the lack of emotion you feel is due to the constraint of the sonnet form; I'm not sure if I really mastered it in this one. I realise it describes a state of mind rather than evoking it.
[0] deano @ 212.219.142.161 | 6-Dec-02/5:29 AM | Reply
absolute rubbish
[9] nentwined @ 66.92.183.34 | 17-Dec-02/11:40 AM | Reply
very well done. 9
[10] Bachus @ 24.126.113.154 | 14-Aug-03/9:27 PM | Reply
Nylon instruments of death. 10!
[9] deleted user @ 208.25.247.94 | 31-Jan-04/4:11 PM | Reply
practically perfect...9 sound good?
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