Another sonnet, different from my mushy one

[azurelunatic]

This is still in rough draft. I so need to workshop my poetry.


I'm coming home to the world I spurned
Home to the wit and the love and the joy
The world I fled, as my father's gaze burned
Distraught I was not his true heir and boy.

I'm coming home to the world I despised
Rebellious child, wishing only to flee
The world where once my insight was prized
Intelligence praised; was that truly me?

No matter where else in the world I seek
I always return: forever a geek.

Comments

[jmping.livejournal.com]

you should start a sonnett battle when the limerick one dies off

[azurelunatic]

Hee, that would be fun, only I'm not so good at sonnets.