Monday, August 3, 2009

today I challenged my self to write a sonnet in 5 minutes. it took 7.

begin among the pardoned peoples place
without or with a continent of form
around the outside condensations pace
again and tarry accidental worm
treetops and crops will stagger to their floor
or ceiling whether don miguels restraint
provides a candle-lit beguiling door
that opens to a canvas made of paint
reach further, casual, and missing eyes
for all the time a man with inches cries
the stain of thinking kills a sense of film
which made to capture, stings instead the guise
the latest most intended to arrive
began before the staff begat the knife

1 comment:

  1. Sell them like exercizzzzze tapes. John Martin's Seven Minute Sonnets.

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