{"id":2895,"date":"2010-09-07T15:22:36","date_gmt":"2010-09-07T19:22:36","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/themagicalbuffet.com\/blog1\/2010\/09\/06\/"},"modified":"2010-09-07T18:44:54","modified_gmt":"2010-09-07T22:44:54","slug":"two-sonnets-enter-one-sonnet-leaves","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/themagicalbuffet.com\/blog1\/?p=2895","title":{"rendered":"Two Sonnets Enter, One Sonnet Leaves"},"content":{"rendered":"

In case you missed it, on August 4, 2010 I announced \u201cA Contest of Shakespearean Proportions<\/a>\u201d. Well, the time has come to present to you two sonnets, both worthy of a free copy of \u201cTo Be and How to Be\u201d by Peggy Rubin, compliments of Quest Books<\/a>. Both sonnets are excellent, yet to compare them to each other is apples and oranges. This is why I\u2019m turning it over to you; the readers of The Magical Buffet to decide which sonnet will exit Thunderdome with a copy of \u201cTo Be and How to Be\u201d. Enough talk! Let\u2019s get ready to rumble!<\/p>\n

Sonnet number one comes from Buffet reader Erica R. Erica\u2019s approach to the sonnet is, let\u2019s say, unconventional. Any sonnet that riffs on limericks and drops an f bomb is A OK in my book! Take a look:<\/p>\n

There once was a man from Nantucket
\nDear, this is a sonnet, not a limerick!<\/em>
\nBut I really wished to utilize “suck it”…
\nInappropriate, darling, don’t be a dick.<\/em><\/p>\n

A dick? A dick?? A dick, you say?
\nQuiet now, Grandma is resting her eyes<\/em>
\nI can’t believe my Gram would ever speak this way!
\nWell, dear, grannies can be vulgar too–surprise!<\/em><\/p>\n

Alas, my heart has been torn asunder
\nMy grandma, pure of thought, is no more
\nHer shining image of moral wonder
\nHath been trampled, by reality, to the floor<\/p>\n

Hush now, youngling, \u2018tis all a part of growing up
\nThings are still as they seem, just a bit more f*cked up!<\/em><\/p>\n

Good times, good times. However, let\u2019s turn our attention to sonnet number two. Greg B. presents a wonderful acrostic sonnet written for his wife while they were living apart. Grab yourself a facial tissue and check out \u201cAlways, I love you\u201d.<\/p>\n

Always, I love you<\/em><\/p>\n

Always, I love you, I call, through my days.
\nLifted up, thoughts of you, they carry me.
\nWiling and willing my time through that haze,
\nAbiding, until forever comes to be.<\/p>\n

Yearning and need guides my hopes and my dreams
\nSoftly tugging me along the path of life.
\nIdle thoughts turn, as ever my heart deems
\nLonging for us, for you, my love, my wife.<\/p>\n

O, how slowly falling, grains of sand that mock,
\nVerily choked to a mere halt in the glass.
\nEven as I, you feel the creep of that clock;
\nYou know the weight of the seconds that pass.<\/p>\n

Onward, we stride the bridge of time, us two.
\nUnto each step echoes, Always, I love you.<\/p>\n

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Voting will end at 9:00pm Eastern on Saturday September (Thanks Deborah!) 11, 2010 (Which, by the way, is the date for the \u201cA Magical Buffet of Authors<\/a>\u201d event in Saratoga Springs, NY. Come on, you knew I wasn\u2019t going to post that date and NOT mention the event!)<\/p>\n

Good luck to both Erica and Greg! You\u2019re sonnets demonstrate the intellect, enthusiasm, and creative spirit of our readers! My hat off to you both!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"