Nightswimming
An English Sonnet

I thought I would just take her home tonight,
For it has come to be a half passed three.
I thought I would just take her home this night,
For she has done some drinking, unlike me.
I thought I'd take her home and that is all,
Forgetting all the world and how she spins.
I thought I'd take her home, and then I'd fall,
Forsaking all the me's and all the sins.
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But I did not forget and let it go:
I took her home, just like I thought I would,
But spent the night bethinking my heart's flow–
The tossing sand, run low, I think it should.
My mind does not let go a world of hope.
Seems Time shall not yet tie me with that rope.
About the Creator
Scott A. Vancil
Writer/actor/director. I write poems, novels, short stories, comic books, and screenplays, in both standard form and iambic pentameter. (FYI: I do not use AI to write. I have never and will never use AI to write. All words come from me.)




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