Oh gosh...*holds breath*
This is almost as nerve-wracking as reading some of my poems in one of my college classes!
I'm so scared! What if someone makes a comment on how bad the sonnet is?
I mean it is bad. It really sucks. But that's because I wrote it in the equivalent of like 5 hours.


A wing! a wing! My sonnet for Anklewings!
Username: Kaderin Triste
Title: Summer Enchantments
Sonnet: In true love’s fashion do we find this rest,
Entwined in moonlight’s softly glowing light.
The chirping crickets try to do their best,
But cannot match the atmosphere tonight.
Sweet summer songs play softly in the air.
While starlight brightly dances o’er the land,
Through fields of clover twirl the fairies there
And I, in vain, wish they would take my hand.
But if they did, would this enchantment end?
Or would the night’s spell steal me away too
To dance with them as were we just old friends?
Soon now the dawn will come to break anew
And will your eyes lose that familiar gleam
If we wake to find this was but a dream?