Hey! A Sonnet!
I'm rather infuriated at the moment, about something I don't want to explain here, so I'm going to be more productive and post a poem that I finished today-- it's a sonnet, which was a bitch to write in iambic pentameter, and it was inspired by Mercutio's line that dreams are "the children of an idle brain," which got stuck in my head because one of my roomates had to compare a scene from the Baz Luhrmann and the Zeffirelli versions of Romeo and Juliet. She chose to write about implied homo-eroticism in Mercutio's 'Queen Mab' speech-- and I heard that dialogue over and over and over...
Anyway, here it is:
Love in the Subtext
"You err in calling dreams 'the children of
an idle brain,' when rightly all can see
that they are only now the red-haired, pale
faced daughters from another marriage. Stop
thine rambling here and harken to this truth:
Did you not know that verse has long staked claim
to favor from their mother, idleness?
So much the power in their grasp, but I--"
"Oh wherefore art thou simple, Romeo,
as shown in your dull-penned and cliche words?
But have no fear, as I've a remedy:
let Mab then find us in the midst of things,
for then I'll give a word, a blow, to thee,
and teach thou how to write improved poetry."
I even ended with a heroic couplet! Haha, I'm such a nerd.
Anyway, here it is:
Love in the Subtext
"You err in calling dreams 'the children of
an idle brain,' when rightly all can see
that they are only now the red-haired, pale
faced daughters from another marriage. Stop
thine rambling here and harken to this truth:
Did you not know that verse has long staked claim
to favor from their mother, idleness?
So much the power in their grasp, but I--"
"Oh wherefore art thou simple, Romeo,
as shown in your dull-penned and cliche words?
But have no fear, as I've a remedy:
let Mab then find us in the midst of things,
for then I'll give a word, a blow, to thee,
and teach thou how to write improved poetry."
I even ended with a heroic couplet! Haha, I'm such a nerd.