Fledglings

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 Poetry tops the list of things I love. I’ve never had a chance to study it as an art form. The college I went to didn’t have much use for poetry. Nobody ever got rich from writing. I can make the statement they didn’t place much value on the written word as a means of expression. In my time there, only one creative writing class was offered every four years because it was a requirement for middle school teachers. I felt sorry for my professor. It was his last year before retirement. All my classmates did was complain. I devoted 2021 to write different styles of poetry. Therefore, in February, I plan to write sonnets. I’ve titled this one Fledglings.

The sonnet form I used to write Fledglings.

I used the style of a Shakespearean Sonnet to write…..There is a certain pattern used in one of these poems

First, Quatrain establishs the subject of the sonnet. It consists of four lines with a rhyme scheme of ABAB.

Second, Quatrain develops the sonnet’s theme. It also consists of four lines with a rhyme scheme of CDCD.

Third, Quatrain rounds off the sonnet with a rhyme scheme of EFEF.

The ending couplet should act as the conclusion and uses a GG rhyme scheme.

The poet should use the iambic pentameter when writing a sonnet. I don’t if I can achieve this since I can’t walk and chew gum at the same time. Also, I will be recovering from having knee replacement surgery. My guess is pain killers will be involved. Hang onto your hats. This month’s exploration of poetry should be interesting.

Fledglings

I birthed you when I was at a tender age.

Treasures in a drafty, impoverished nest

On a crooked limb with no advantage

A mother’s love buried in my breast

I sheltered you against the restless wind

When the summer storms blew frantic

My fragile body to protect and defend

All the while I hide my anxiety and panic.

In the morning I brought you my song

In the evening I fed you my offering

I watch you grow up health and strong

With wind for flight and steady soaring

I cried silent tears as I watched you feather and grow

And one summer day I knew it was time for you to go

Who is Molly Shea?

Molly Shea is an accomplished fictional short story writer from Indiana who writes short stories and novels about a fictional town called Tecumseh.  To read more of her short stories and adventures, click here.

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