Nearly a sonnet
by cricketjeff on December 17, 2007. © Jeff Green, All rights reserved
Whether online or when crossing a street
All of the feelings I put in my rhyme
The way that I think of you all the time
It was not for love I was looking that day
All that I did was look over your way
And now I am lost like a fish on land
Feelings within that I can’t understand
Happy or sad maybe both at one time
Depths of despair mix with feeling sublime
Crisis of life for a man past his best
Things that you find put your heart to the test
Love’s for the young is the way it is sold
And when you are there I don’t feel so old!
I have been trying to write a decent sonnet for ever, still no nearer with this.