Donne and dusted

A Sonnet

Oh to be able to rhyme like John Donne
Or to decipher what feet are
When all I want to do is go to a bar
Drink beer and buy quorn chicken in a bun
Iambic pentameters aside
There’s lots of forms, I can’t decide
To rhyme, free form or just find a slide
In a nice park under the sun
Oh to be able to rhyme like John Donne


Another Sonnet

I am banished away from my pc
Cat has taken over my chair
Even if I know it is most unfair
I tiptoe away to watch some tv
I do have a laptop
So old it is crap
A second hand freebie that has given up
But do I complain, do I let her see?
How helpless I am away from my pc?