Our good friend Bibek's recent unrhymed sonnet made me try the form. (His poem is indubitably and incalculably better than my effort below!)

Friday Morning

It is restorative to sit. Just sit.
Accepting this small moment as it is.


My neighbour (no serene contemplative)
Screaming into her phone. With what result?

A twenty-minute tirade, minimum.


Lawn mower blares and drones as Dennis cuts
The shaggy grass of the esplanade outside.
It is restorative to drink cold water


And to let healing happen. Let the mind
Enjoy its one-day break from obligations,
Rejoice in leisure bordering on boredom.


Restorative to let go, to let be.

To still the soul until its stillness grows
And fructifies to something like a prayer.

Poetry by Thomas DeFreitas The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2018-09-14 at 15:58

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It is both serene and meditative. I like it very much. I am glad that my unrhyming sonnet inspired you to try the form. Sometimes I wonder about the lineation of sonnets: should it be a bulk of 14 lines or should it be divided into quatrains and a couplet?


Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
I like the tranquil tone of this poem