Stories tagged “FOPPISH THAT I AM”

  • Sonnet: Rhymes first, poem second: Shakespearean

    Title: The Spear Not Shaken


    I know your voice; your words are passing Sweet.

    They cloy the throat and summon hordes of Flies

    The courtiers consider you a Treat;

    They cannot tell veracity from Lies.


    Oh, Laura! I'd not interrupt your Cours…

    Posted 6 years ago