By William Shakespeare (who is back in business after a long hiatus)
Big day, big day for yours truly, Will Shakespeare! Finally, after YEARS of trying to get the words right, I’ve written a new sonnet! One caveat: the rhyme scheme isn’t 100%, but it’s coming along quite nicely!
World, meet #155:
#155
O, her eyes, her eyes, maketh the stars
look like they're not shining; Her hair, yea,
her hair falls perfect without her trying
She's so beautiful, and I tell her ev’ry day.
Yea, I know, I know when I compliment her, nay,
She won’t believe me and ‘tis so, ‘tis so
Sad to think she refuseth to see what I see, lo;
But every time she asks me, Do I look okay?
I say, when I see thy face ‘tis nothing, ‘tis
Not a thing that I would change, O fair,
Cause you amazeth me just the way you are, I wis,
And when you smile, the whole world stops and stares.
The reason? ‘Cause girl you amazeth me. If perfect
is what you're searching for, then just stayeth the same.*
*Wanna hear it to music? I got my friend Bruno Mars to work something out.
Wednesday, November 3, 2010
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Okay, you've driven me out of the woodwork with this one! I was thinking, "Wow, a blazon!"
ReplyDeleteThanks for the blog! Lightens my day every time you post!
Karen Nelson, Univ of Maryland
What a delightful message! Thank you, Karen!!!
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