Apologies to the spider I crushed
under my foot: you were
in the wrong place, at a time
when I was feeling uncharitable
to those of your kind. How can eight
tiny legs summon such a reaction
of terror within the hearts
of those many times your size?
I have watched you weave webs
of intricate design, natural architects
of strength and beauty. I was upset
the time I saw a firefly trapped, light
still glowing even after its demise.
You shouldn’t have come inside.
NaPoWriMo 2024 – Day 27: Today we’d like to challenge you to write an “American sonnet.” What’s that? Well, it’s like a regular sonnet but . . . fewer rules? Like a traditional Spencerian or Shakespearean sonnet, an American sonnet is shortish (generally 14 lines, but not necessarily!), discursive, and tends to end with a bang, but there’s no need to have a rhyme scheme or even a specific meter.
Thoughts and Inspiration 