Today is May 21, and this is the 21st Poetry Tow truck post – serendipitous, no? Today’s prompt is a little crazy, so bear with me. I tend to write short poems, which you know if you have been here before reading my drafts. These poems often end up between twelve and fourteen lines, which some may call “modern” sonnets. Following the prompt below, write your own 14-line modern sonnet with these rules:
1. Maintain the traditional ten-syllable line requirement of an Elizabethan sonnet.
2. Include the directed words/images/ideas in each listed line.
Line 1 – A line from a familiar prayer or song
Line 2- the name of a fruit or vegetable
Line 3 – At least one three-syllable word
Line 4 – a line of dialogue
Line 5 - an auditory image
Line 6 – specific name of a place
Line 7 – pop culture reference
Line 8 – a fear or something forgotten
Line 9 – a favorite childhood toy
Line 10 – an imperative
Line 11 – a household object
Line 12 – an alliterative phrase
Lines 13 and 14 – rhyming couplet
Here is my attempt:
Lead us not into temptation, the first
bite of a ripe peach dribbling on our chins.
Let us investigate deprivation
instead. Why should we sacrifice pleasure?
you ask, its seductive clang and clatter,
its never-dark Vegas, its sad strip clubs,
its Britney dance hooks auto-tuned and hot.
If not, then we may forget the word earned,
forget the simple joy of a Frisbee.
Stop looking for the next-best trend. Pick up
the broom. Send those unnecessary crumbs
to the dustpan, that dirty detritus,
that luxury. Our daily bread rises -
such yearning its yeasty scent disguises.