The Year of Sonnets

Fifty-two sonnets written in an effort to meet the deadline of one a week.

In hindsight they turned out to be snap shots of random thoughts that happened to be going on at that moment. Some are funny. They were designed to end with a punch line couplet.

Most were finished late on Sunday nights. The majority were done from scratch but a few were reshaped from past stuff. If they do not entertain I have failed.