Blogging before evening class

Sinking fast, but still alive.  Sonnet 83:

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LXXXIII

  I never saw that you did painting need,

  And therefore to your fair no painting set;

  I found, or thought I found, you did exceed

  That barren tender of a poet's debt:

  And therefore have I slept in your report,

  That you yourself, being extant, well might show

  How far a modern quill doth come too short,

  Speaking of worth, what worth in you doth grow.

  This silence for my sin you did impute,

  Which shall be most my glory being dumb;

  For I impair not beauty being mute,

  When others would give life, and bring a tomb.

    There lives more life in one of your fair eyes

    Than both your poets can in praise devise.

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The volta’s the when at the beginning of line 12.  Now I’ll go write the paper that’s due in this evening’s class  L  But before that, here’s another sonnet I needed to share today:

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Chain Poem

By Bob McKenty

You mustn’t throw away this faded verse.

Make 20 copies. Send to 20 friends.

If you ignore this warning, then a curse

Will fall on you. Your hair will get split ends.

You’ll shortly lose the mates to all your socks

And dandelions will desecrate your yard.

Your firstborn will contract the chicken pox,

The cash machine consume your debit card.

Voracious termites will attack your house.

Your septic tank will start to overflow.

You’ll turn the TV on and find your spouse

Appearing on the Jerry Springer Show.

Then, just when things have started looking better,

You’ll get another copy of this letter.

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You have been warned, so send this sonnet to 20 of your friends, and do it RIGHT NOW!!  And the volta in this one would be the then at the beginning of the closing couplet.  More tomorrow.