{"id":390,"date":"2009-06-10T18:28:07","date_gmt":"2009-06-10T23:28:07","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.stephenpickering.com\/?p=390"},"modified":"2009-11-23T21:56:39","modified_gmt":"2009-11-24T02:56:39","slug":"sonnet-1","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/stephenpickering.com\/wordpress\/2009\/06\/10\/sonnet-1\/","title":{"rendered":"Sonnet #1"},"content":{"rendered":"
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"Untitled" by Ruza Bagaric<\/p><\/div>\n

(*I figured if Shakespeare can write a hundred than I can too.)<\/span><\/p>\n

Sonnet #1<\/h3>\n

I loved the girl who lived next door to me.
\nHer eyes were blue and clear and sang with joy.
\nShe was the sun, the grass, the trees, and stream.
\nHer hair was blond and bobbed just like a boy.
\nThen something happened or was it just fate?
\nThe summer ended and the snow began to fall.
\nThe Garden froze and ice locked up her gate.
\nKid’s icy jeers piled up the labyrinth’s wall.
\nThe schools and churches crammed our time of play.
\nWe boys formed clubs; girls spoke in secret codes.
\nThe flowers froze; exuberant dancing went away,
\nAnd natural feelings morphed to vaudeville shows.<\/p>\n

The dragon stole the treasures of our life.
\nUntil you lift her veil, her love will die.<\/p>\n

\u00a9 2008 Stephen Pickering<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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