Sunday, April 23, 2017

Day 23 – How to Write a" Sonnet" for “30 Poems in 30 Days” for #NationalPoetryMonth

Today, April 23, 2017 is “Talk Like Shakespeare Day” so it seemed appropriate that we should try our hand at writing sonnets ~ right? OK, then ~ here are some things to consider:

There are 154 surviving sonnets by William Shakespeare. He probably wrote more than that. If you want to make your sonnet (or anything else you write or say TODAY) sound like Shakespeare, here are a couple of links to help you out: 

Talk Like Shakespeare 

Shakespeare’s Insult Generator ~ well, this is NOT for a sonnet - how romantic would insults be? THIS link is just to have fun today for "Talk Like Shakespeare Day." Cheerio!! 

DETAILS about SONNETS to consider ~

“Shakespearean” or “English” sonnets are 14 lines long and divided into three stanzas of four lines and one stanza of two lines. Shakespeare was well-known for his sonnets. There is also the “Italian Petrarchan” sonnet form which has two parts: a rhyming octave (abbaabba) and a rhyming sestet (cdcdcd). However, for now, let’s just work on the “Shakespearean” sonnet.

Please note that there IS a PARTICULAR RHYME SCHEME:

We will use this traditional rhyme scheme:


Sonnets are written in iambic pentameter, with five sets of unstressed syllables followed by stressed syllables in one line.

The English sonnet has four sections. Each of the first three sections has four lines following the rhyming pattern "ABAB CDCD EFEF." The last section has two lines that follow the "GG" rhyming pattern. 

Personally, I have never attempted writing a sonnet so I will be joining you today in trying to create one.

Here is a well-known sonnet of Shakespeare’s that you can use as a guide.

Happy rhyming!!

Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day? (Sonnet 18)
By William Shakespeare, 1564 - 1616

Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate.
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer’s lease hath all too short a date.
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimmed;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance, or nature’s changing course, untrimmed;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade,
Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow’st,
Nor shall death brag thou wand’rest in his shade,
When in eternal lines to Time thou grow’st.
     So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see,
     So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.

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Vicki said...

Day 23-Sonnet

Oh, how to write a sonnet
When thou art living right
''Tis good to have no ill regrets
Then thine outlook will be bright

Perchance thou wilt have sore trials
With lessons to be learned
Remember life is fragile
But blessings can be earned

Live each day to its fullest
Then thou wilt live it well
Thine heart shalt swell within thy breast
Of this I can foretell

Our goal is Celestial Glory
And thus ends thy life's story

Heidi Murphy said...

I wasn't going to do any work tonight, but since my husband is gone and no one is around to mess me up, it was either this or indexing. So here's my sonnet:

Thanks for taking a look,

Peggy Barker said...

Ode to Nature

In Spring, a deluge of droplets washed away thy grime,
And maketh fairylands for marybuds and other blooms.
Thou hath seen the earth's rebirth and begineth for a time
Me thinkth, it laughable when flowers doeth widen thy tombs.

Then the summer sun bringth exposure, that arch-villain,
Taketh away thy beauty and cracketh thy skin.
Leaves dry and grass turns a shade of brown with no bilin,
When Autumn's sun sets like a flapdragon, it is a mortal sin.

Winter comes all hurly, ill-tempered and dog-weary
Thy worn out freezing weather leaves me rawboned and grief-shot
Why doeth this darksome February find in me feelings so dreary?
For I desire the pebbled beach warmed in the sun and ye are not.

I wish that spring would depart like my boggler bullyrook
So I could recline in thy sand and read my lovely book.