We hold deep conversations
when you’re not around.
I explain why I don’t enjoy
Star Trek: Discovery
and what could convince
me there was a god.
You’re the perfect companion
always asking the right questions,
never probing where I don’t want
to go. If you were really here
I’d fumble and wouldn’t say
what needs to be said aloud,
like a tree in April whose buds
have not yet broken into leaf.
Today we’d like to challenge you to write an “American sonnet.” What’s that? Well, it’s like a regular sonnet but . . . fewer rules? Like a traditional Spencerian or Shakespearean sonnet, an American sonnet is shortish (generally 14 lines, but not necessarily!), discursive, and tends to end with a bang, but there’s no need to have a rhyme scheme or even a specific meter.
And I’m proud to announce that one of my poems, Happy Hour, has been published at the Lothlorien Poetry Journal. I hope you’ll read this “bonus” poem-a-day that I wrote years ago so it doesn’t count. Thanks, Strider, for granting this one a home!

I love the tenderness in this sonnet Bart.
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Thanks, DD! I’ll let my “imaginary” friend know.
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I am a tired autumn leaf at the moment ..
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It must be annoying to read all us northern poets writing about spring.
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Not annoying at all … I’m just jealous
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Well done, you! I read the prompt and couldn’t manage anything with it.
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Sometimes with “form prompts” like this one, I need a “subject prompt” to get me started. I suggest giving it another try with one of today’s prompts then you’ll score two with one poem!
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Thanks, CB! Glad you chose the green heart.
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My favourite colour heart.
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