my love for you chained in a sonnetA Chapter by Lyn AndersonAn Italian sonnet in modern English http://www.sonnets.org/basicforms.htm My first real sonnet, and the struggle to get there*An explanation -- from trochaic (fallen metre to iambic pentametre) thanks to Richard http://www.writerscafe.org/RichardJ for his guidance. -- in my research I did find that some works are written in trochaic metre, not necessarily a sonnet. My original was a hybrid of both. This newest version is my contemporary Italian sonnet with the iambic pentametre -- Hard Soft syllables (10) five of each, alternating in the sing song pattern distinctive of this type of sonnet. There was about him a disarming way, Decided to give this new crush a chance, Fell right into his tale of true romance; My heart's alarming begged me not to stay... The devil comes to quickly shut your eyes , And once he has you in his sticky grasp, It is hard to escape his web of lies, If you're not
careful, he'll eat you alive, Find someone new to open up your eyes, A fresh love upon which your soul can clasp. The earlier versions fell short of iambic pentametre. I leave them here to illustrate the difference. The first I still like very much, but from a technical standpoint it ends in trochaic patterns on many of the lines.
Version II There was about him a disarming way, Decided to give this new crush a chance, Fell right into his fiction of true romance; My alarming heart did not want to obey ... The devil is quick when you close your eyes, And once he has you in his sticky grasp, It is hard to escape his web of lies, If you're not careful, he'll eat you alive, Reach for another to open your eyes, A new love upon which your soul can clasp. There was an air about him disarming, His gentle words were designed to entrance, Cannot recall if he asked me to dance, Talked night into day did my prince charming; Still broken was I from the last harming, Decided to give this new "crush" a chance, Fell into his fiction of true romance; Summarily missed my
heart's alarming -- The devil is quick when you close your eyes, And once he has you in his sticky grasp, It is hard to escape his web of lies, If you're not careful he'll eat you alive, Reach for another to open your eyes, A new love upon which your soul can clasp. © 2016 Lyn AndersonAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorLyn AndersonToronto, Ontario, CanadaAboutI write under a pseudonym. I don't do Read Requests, but you can PM me if you want me to read something specific. I make friends with people who I read and interact with. I won't accept random reque.. more..Writing
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