I think I can see what a sonnet is,
And how I may achieve this technique,
Based upon observing how other's
Form them quite easily and complete.
That was a clumsy way to start I think,
I am getting too bogged down in form,
Ignoring the paths of my heart to link
Any beauty I might like to have shown.
For poetry is about the desire,
To express a feeling, of love or hate,
Or emptiness forlorn, or to conspire
To put society right in a beat ~
But I would like to be free as a bird,
And not be worried about rhyming words.
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