Why I Bother

I offer apologies in advance.  I was playing with iambic and rhyme scheme for this sonnet. I wanted something less fluid than ABAB CDCD EFEF GG.

This is definitely not fluid but it may be too syncopated for what I was after. You be the judge.


Sometimes it seems that my profession

Serves no purpose, much, beyond

Providing ample lyric fodder

For my poetic avocation.

Why not sit, in comfort, ‘neath

The shade of verdant green palm frond,

Sip a drink, and idly ponder

The depth of snow on distant Heath?

Would fate differ one iota

If I drowned in some dark pond?

These are the thoughts I often wonder,

At month’s end when seeking quota.

But, for now, I’ll keep on wading

Into battle for those worth aiding.

5 thoughts on “Why I Bother

  1. I like it. I change the rhyme pattern in my sonnets every time. The Sonnet is a song but I don’t like mine to sound sing-songy. An old instructor once told me “you only have to know the rules so you can tell people how you broke them” 🙂

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    • Thanks. I think you must have seen it after the flurry of midnight texts between my self and my self-styled “Nazi-English teacher” editor/mom pointed out the autocorrect fail, the typo, the spelling error and the place where I jumped the shark on wordplay and tried to make up a word for the sake of double meaning. She was right on all counts. If you ran into things that made your head hurt, please reread it.

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