Sonnets and Photoshop

A quick update on the new book whose title is … hehe not yet πŸ™‚
I’ve been busy, really quite busy trying to get it as best I can. I now have all the poems in that I want in and I’m taking a cheesecake and coffee break from writing the first of a set of two sonnets and I’ve found the thing with sonnets is they take away my freedom to just release.
However, having said that, sonnet one I think has something but that’s just me, I do tend to like what I write or most of it anyway, for all I know though it could be a load of tosh! πŸ™ I wrote a sonnet years and years ago and that was really bad, I had another go a couple of years back and it sort of worked but again terrible. I’ve been studying sonnets today and frying my brain so hopefully all will be well.
I also have the cover design sorted with the help of Photoshop, not that I know how to use the damn frustrating thing but I like the result and it is rather abstract which is what I wanted.
Right, where’s that cheesecake and coffee πŸ‘πŸ˜

London, Book, Fair

I never win when I enter writing competitions and so here we are again πŸ™‚

This week I entered a competition to write a Sonnet, a Haiku and a Nonnet. Now I’ve not written a sonnet or a nonnet before, or at least I don’t think I have but that’s beside the point. So first up was the sonnet and it was to be a Shakespearean sonnet.

(Click here to read what it should be like) and I now know why it didn’t win ha ha! πŸ™‚

The theme was London and so here is my failed attempt!

Upon thine banks I hear siren songs sung
in whispered imaginings to enhance
Upon thine waters I feel as if stung
by beauty rushing hither, thither – thence
Upon thine streets I tread within history
to find myself at home in England’s soul
Upon thine bricks I feel the dust of me
foot printing, hand printing, heart printing whole
Upon thine meadows I sleep beneath time
resting in smiles till sundown you wake me
Upon thine night I wander your sublime
your magnificence of wonders to see
++++ Oh how the depths of thine eternal love
++++ is being battered by the ruthless .gov!


Next up was the haiku, which is a very short form of Japanese poetry of 17 syllables of 5-7-5. The essence of haiku is “cutting” (kiru). This is often represented by the juxtaposition of two images or ideas and a kireji (“cutting word”) between them, a kind of verbal punctuation mark which signals the moment of separation and colors the manner in which the juxtaposed elements are related. (Wikipedia)

The theme for the haiku was a book or books and here’s mine

Trees do breathe to live
for hands to hold, eyes to read
Deathly white leaves, talk


Now for the Nonnet which should have nine lines with the first line having 9 syllables, the second 8 syllables, the third 7 syllables until the ninth line which has one syllable and is to have an iambic meter (stress every other syllable). (Wikipedia)

The theme for the nonnet was a fair and so here’s mine.

Milling, spilling, chatting and chilling
crowds colour the arena’s mile
as children tug at held hands
Coffee is served so nice
goods are sold with glee
as children tug
Hours pass by
fun ends

And there you have it πŸ™‚