Voila! 3rd ever sonnet :D

Hey all, I'm back again with a brand spanking new sonnet! You know, I'm really struggling to write the prelude to these sonnets. So how about this: I'm just gonna talk a bit about myself.

The first you that you should know about me is that I'm freaking awesome. It occurs to me that I might seem a bit pusillanimous and bashful, judging from my last two blog posts. This is true to a certain extent, but I think that there's another more real extreme to me; I'm a bit socially awkward in the fact that I like to be in the centre of attention. Some call it ADD, others call it confidence. But whatever, I like to call it being awesome. 

As I'm writing this, it occurs to me: whomever found this blog post was probably just looking forward to reading a sonnet and I've probably already scared off a couple of prospecting sonnet-finders. Whatever. But to not occupy any more your time, that is if there's actually anyone reading this blog post, I think I'll just post the sonnet now.

Bear in mind, I'm not exactly the best poet of all time but I like to think that I'm halfway between decent and good. So if you hate the poem cos you have horrible taste and suck (Naw, but seriously), let me down lightly, will you? Thanks :D

Okedokie, here goes...

Taking the Leap

By Oliver Nolastname

How close to the ledge can boy and girl go,

Without ultimately making the leap?

We’re ready for the next step, this I know

Together the treasures of love, we’ll reap.

How like an ocean is my love for thee

Deep blue yonder as far as eye can see.

‘Tis invariable and unchanging,

Just as my love for you is abiding.

But three words act as a dam to my love;

Three words I cannot say, being so shy.

So do I pray for courage from above,

To take the final leap and make you mine.

And now without any further ado,

The part you’ve been waiting for: I love you…

Now time for the post-mortem of the sonnet. I actually quite like this one, I think that out of the three I've written so far, this is the best one. For one, it's in perfect Iambic Pentameter, holding it's form in every line. For another, I think it flows off the tongue, even though it's hard for me to be objective and unbiased; it being my poem and all. On another topic, this time it's not Shakespearean, cos I'm crazy and I like to mix things up. But yeah, this sonnet isn't a Shakespearean sonnet because the rhyme scheme is ABABCCDDEFEFGG as opposed to ABABCDCDEFEFGG.

Well, look at the time! Dear me, I have to go; things to see and people to do. Or something like that. 

Oliver Nolastname

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