I wanted to write a sonnet, but nothing gelled. I struggled, agonised, searched for a suitably poetic, romantic or beautiful subject, and then...it all fell into place! Here it is. Not the kind of sonnet most people write - but it’s my kind of sonnet


Sonnet to a cat

We have a cat - not ours, I have to add -
Who’s claimed our back yard as his very own.
Some cats, well, good; but this one’s really bad,
And I just wish he’d leave us well alone.

He’s grey, and white, his jowls are supersize,
His ears are ragged, thanks to many a fight.
He watches us with staring yellow eyes,
To tell the truth, he’s not a pretty sight.

If I go out with rubbish to the bin,
He spits and snarls a warning. Oh, and yet
He looks bedraggled and so very thin:
Perhaps, with kindness, he could be a pet?

I think I’ll leave some food for him tonight.
It seems this Puss’s prospects could be bright!





Sonnet by Marie Cadavieco The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2019-08-20 at 23:41

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Jamsbo Rockda The PoetBay support member heart!
Wonderful. It reminds me of the old grey and white stray that kept coming into our backyard. You are torn between accepting and rejecting such things. I don't normally like sonnets, but I like this one.
2019-08-22


Ngoc Nguyen The PoetBay support member heart!
Despite your initial struggle (to find a suitable subject), a wonderful result nevertheless (that is your sonnet)!

~Ngoc
2019-08-21



Nicely done, Marie! (I especially like "spits and snarls," two strong verbs so close to one another.) A gracefully painted portrait throughout.
2019-08-21