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WELCOME TO SONNETS SIX

THE SIXTH WEBSITE OF
THE SONNET MAN

Here is The Sonnet Man’s sixth internet collection of his sonnets.
100 Sonnets are on this website plus the three introductory ones. I hope some here give you pleasure or ‘stimulation’ somehow.

Several are likely to be controversial. I apologise if they, anyone, upsets,
but I have meant them as an honest expression of my feelings, views and creativity.

Louis Untermeyer, American poet laureate, wrote, of the sonnet –

“In spite of its severe limitation, it is capable of the widest possible range of emotions: the beauty of life and the terror of death; elegiac sorrow and leaping joy; meditative questioning and the rapt acceptance of love. It is to the varied manifestations of love – delightful and desperate, filial and paternal, restrained and ecstatic ….” I add, and more, and yet still more, I hope my sonnets get somewhere near.

If you like any one, or indeed several, or the website, please communicate this to someone you know who may appreciate these poems.
I hope you enjoy Sonnets Six.

PREVIOUS EDITIONS

I have now written over 3,900 sonnets.
Just over 500 of those are on my 5 previous websites.

WHAT IS A SONNET?

A Sonnet is a poem, but with a specific structure and derives from the Italian word “sonnetto”, meaning “little song”.

Mine follow the pattern of 14 lines, 10 syllables a line,
and the rhyming pattern for verses of    –    abab   cdcd   efef   gg.

If you like words, word games and poetry, try constructing a sonnet on such a basis for yourself. Good luck.

ARE THESE SONNETS COPYRIGHTED?

Like the sonnets on my other websites, the ones on this one are my intellectual property.
However, I would be happy for any to be used, as felt fit,
provided they are accredited to The Sonnet Man or the relevant website address.

I can be contacted by the email address:
info@todmordensonnets.co.uk

No insulting or irrelevant ones please. They will be deleted.
There may be a delay in my responding, but I will do so, eventually.

HERE’S THE OPENING BARS OF MY SONNETSSIX SYMPHONY.

HOW TO WRITE POETRY

I am thinking how to write poetry.

Need to have focus and intensity.

Also require mental acuity.

And language to say what want it to be.

There are patterns and rhythms to master.

For myself, I am more formulaic.

It need not end ‘happy ever after’.

May be more concerning, or prosaic.

And yet, do try to have something to say.

It’s alright if emotions find their way

onto the page and, perhaps, dance and play,

or grieve with sadness in black-cloaked display.

It is what thoughtful humans can achieve.

Words. Poems. Their thoughts and feelings retrieved.

“WOULD YOU LIKE TO HEAR A POEM?”

“Would you like to hear a poem?” I ask,

Speaking to no one in particular.

When realise no one’s there, I’m aghast.

In this context, question’s peculiar.

Don’t think addressing myself, ‘though maybe.

More like an imaginary stranger.

But don’t know who that could possibly be,

and intimate talk poses a danger.

Had, on my walk, completed two poems.

Perhaps had the thought that one might be heard.

Spoke out to someone without me knowing.

Suddenly knew the request was absurd.

Wanted to share, in sound, my creation.

I expressed momentary elation.

SPECTACULAR.

Ridiculous to think spectacular

at this time of night when it is most bleak.

From my sleepy brain, been barely a stir.

Imagination, there, too, been asleep.

Nothing to regard as sensational.

Would not call getting up for a pee that.

But a thought might be inspirational.

Maybe a word from where I can start at.

It could be a sentence that is superb.

A phrase which could describe as a saying.

Generated, but also by me heard.

And, on which, later be cogitating

At this most quiet of time, I refer

to what came to my mind. “Spectacular”.

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