347 (14.06.2014)

Here is a sonnet that's got fourteen lines
And lots of little rhyming things as well
So much so that quite often it confines
The writer tighter than a little shell.
It's not that there is something wrong with form
Now and again it's nice to show control
Good discipline can often keep us warm
So that we concentrate more on our goal.
It doesn't really seem that hard to do,
So many have made sonnets in the past
However in a world where nothing's new
Old forms have somehow shown that they can last
May all these tiny little words today,
Engage your mind and light your lonely way.

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