Sonnet Sunday 49: Loss

I’m not the most empathetic of souls; in fact, I’m more the type of person who will say exactly the wrong thing at funerals. I wrote this sonnet as a reflection on my own lack of reaction when the grandmother

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Sonnet Sunday 48: The Burdens of a Single Man Are Few

Yes, yes, another love sonnet. Deal with it. That tends to be one of my major themes, after all. The reality is, I enjoy being single. I can eat what I want, sleep when I want, spend my money how

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Sonnet Sunday 47: A Hope Deferred

Oh, were you expecting some warm, fuzzy poem for Mother’s Day? Foolish mortals. Almost exactly 15 years ago I broke up with my first (and thus far last and only) boyfriend. We had been dating for all of a month.

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Sonnet Sunday 46: A Summary of a Bad Week at Work

Oh look, another fairly recent sonnet! I must be spoiling you with tolerably decent ones after second-guessing everything about my writing at Festival of Faith and Writing a few weeks ago. I wrote this one last November. I don’t actually

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Sonnet Sunday 45: The Groaning of the Trees

It’s finally Spring*! Let’s celebrate with a sonnet about nature! In a sermon on praying in the Spirit, my pastor, Rick Bourque, made a statement that “we have the same groanings as the trees.” This sonnet grew from there. Actually,

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Sonnet Sunday 44: Infertility

At the Festival of Faith and Writing last weekend, I was absolutely humbled and blown away by the excellent poetry I heard. Not that I heard all that much, but even just the snatches I heard make me want to

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Sonnet Sunday 43: Writer’s Block

This is one of those terrible sonnets that encapsulates a great deal about my personality. I wrote it in undergrad around 11:30 the night before a paper was due. This, I am sad to say, was and is still not

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Sonnet Sunday 42: The Bitter Seed

I’m honestly surprised I haven’t posted more sonnets about bitterness; it’s one of my major themes, because it’s been one of my major struggles. I don’t remember what prompted this particular sonnet. I will say that when I think I’ve

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Sonnet Sunday 41: The Morningstar

Originally written November 10, 2016 The morningstar was shining clear and fair, A chief among the bright angelic hosts. His glory had no equal anywhere— But slowly, his pure heart was filled with boasts that he, the prince exalted, could

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Sonnet Sunday 40: Creation’s Rulers

I wrote this one on a lovely summer day, walking across Michigan State University’s campus. I think it sprang from observing a spider building its web on a bridge. Since Spring is here, at least in terms of the solar

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