A Birth
Form: Epistle Sonnet 1
The sonnet for so long has echoed my voice
With words and lines my lips find hard to say
In saddest despair and love to rejoice
For the epistles it’s an easy choice
To let my own thoughts flow out in this way
Whilst testing out this, a new sonnet form
Joining the Rovi and Ivor as one
Twisting the rhyme scheme just one more time
And letting them mingle in a brainstorm
A triplet and quintet but can it be done
A quatrain and a couplet, that’s a norm
Just messing with the rhymes, I think I won
Now, the closing lines left to end this rhyme
And I have a sonnet mountain to climb
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Jezzie G 