The Clothesline

Originally written 2008 for a poetry writing class – reposted today – Jan 16, 2016

So after much revision — here is the new and improved version of my sonnet, that now actually resembles a sonnet in form. I’m still a little iffy on the iambic pentameter, (sometimes it really sucks to be tone deaf) but I’ve got the ten syllables per line and the ABAB rhyme scheme (without using forced rhyme)down, and I threw in some alliterations that I quite like. There are still a couple of places I may tweak before I turn it in, but for the most part it is done.

(working on my Poetry Portfolio today– how do I decide which poems to put in it. .. gah!)

The Clothesline
(A Sonnet)

Summer wind blows, stirring overgrown lawns.

Fluttering, dancing clothes, hang on the line.

Dresses weave and twirl, such rich jewel-toned gowns;

White cotton sheets beat a crisp counter time.


Heavy denim Levis hang in a row;

Blue columns of legs parade in stiff stance.

Big, color-splashed beach towels dragging down low

Suddenly snap in a wild, windy dance.


Billowing blanket escapes wooden pins,

Rapidly flapping, flying loose, undone;

Roiling wildly across the grass it spins,

First whipping then flipping, under the sun.


Clouds gather, darkened sky, here comes the storm;

Limp, drenched, dripping, the wash has lost its charm.



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