First Eight Lines of a Sonnet

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detail from the Chandos Portrait, possibly by John Taylor, possibly showing William Shakespeare

 

First Eight Lines of a Sonnet

I sometimes feel like life is just preamble,
All As and Bs and As and Bs forever –
There’s building-up of tension for the scramble,
But no antithesis can slip the tether.
Won’t someone blow the whistle on this shamble,
And get me underway in my endeavour ?
I long to find a volta, take a gamble,
But always must await a break in weather…

 

 

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