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i'll be a brand new day
in a life that you hate
sonnet fever 
19th-Mar-2009 08:32 pm
in the morning and amazing

so we had to write a sonnet for my english class and i started this one and got about half way through and though, what the fuck this is way too personal, i can't turn this in, especially can't read it aloud (for which we get extra credit for and for which i would be expected to do since i'm pretty much teacher's pet in that class) 

so i'll put it here so it doesn't go unread


six months 'til my departure, counting days
we have, savoring the spring and summer
what will we do when i leave? count the ways
to strain my heart. December days long for
the chill. Three months away in the brute heat
missing your voice, your scent, your lovely face
tempted by another, head of blonde wheat
but to me you are golden, fingers trace
your perfect jawline, my hands in your hair
how could i give this up? four years distance
would surely drive me mad, I couldn't bear
to be without your sweet coexistence
make the most of whats left, savor this time
til the day comes that you're no longer mine

i suppose if i rewrote the line about being tempted by another it wouldn't be too bad

edit: ok, so i didn't want to have to write another one of these, haha, so i tweaked the second quatrain a bit... still not going to read it out loud. 
...the chill. Three months away in the brute heat
missing your voice, your scent, your lovely face
being without you is no easy feat
and to me you are golden, fingers trace...
Comments 
21st-Mar-2009 04:48 am (UTC)
I like it. Good job. :)
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