Monday, April 14, 2014

National Poetry Month 14 of 30: With Apologies to the Sonnet (a little tax humor)

with apologies to the sonnet

for months i dread the days we two will share
but still they come upon me just the same
in days of waiting i try not to care
yet i know we must play this awful game

the April days stretch on and fly right by
and soon i myself can no longer wait
before the moment escapes i must try
the burden of the task the greatest weight

finally we sit down to hash it out
you kindly share with me your knowledge deep
as we search for common ground i want to shout
these days for you i'd climb a mountain steep

now we go our separate ways, say goodbye
until April returns with heavy sigh

© Cathy L. Mere 2014





Tax season has once again come and gone.  I wouldn't have survived without TurboTax.  So I wrote this little sonnet --- ok I attempted a sonnet-like poem --- to share this love/hate relationship I have with Turbo Tax.  A little poetry fun this evening as I consider objects I just can't live without (nothing personal, but I wish I could live without this one!).  

April is National Poetry Month.  Again this year, inspired by Mary Lee Hahn, I'm joining other poetry bloggers (view links in sidebar) taking the challenge to share poetry each day during the month of April.  For thirty days my hope is to write a new poem each day.  The first two years I took this challenge I wrote any poem that found me.  This year, however, I've decided to try to write a poem about an object each day.  If you've read Billy Collins' poem, The Lanyard, you may have noticed the way he took an object to tell a much more meaningful story of his relationship with his mother.  My hope is to find the deeper significance in the things around me.




3 comments:

  1. I know how much you "love" doing taxes!!!! You have captured your feelings very well...

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  2. I gather, but an accountant takes the place of Turbo darling, Cathy. I admire you, even a sonnet for collaboration! Congrats for the goodbye.

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  3. I guessed it! And so funny to have it in a sonnet, "this awful game." Thank you for the giggle. You know, Irene started a Poetry Friday SoundCloud group - it's just her, Irene, and me right now - but if you join, your tracks will save there too. We would love to have you! xo

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