A Sonnet Singing Love

A sonnet singing love is not a game,
It's foolishness—its author is a tool
Of Hallmark sentiment. Emotion's Rule
Eclipses Reason's Sway and bears the blame

For saccharin meanderings that claim
This love's the One True Flame That Never Cools
Or Starlight sparks her eyne like Heaven's jewels.
Hmm. "Equine defecation" is the name

For verse like this. Instead, be true to love
And no one's fool. Write honestly and well,
Few polysyllables, avoid cliché:

I'll meet you at the Marriott hotel.
Please dress like you are Catherine Deneuve.
For love is simply fucking—oui, ma belle?



Survivor Poetry Contest
Trigger 15, Form O (Italian sonnet)