Post by Arctura on Jul 18, 2013 17:35:14 GMT
Guys, look what relic I dug up! It's a sonnet (the iambic pentameter is slightly off though) I wrote for 8th grade English...wow. I'd like to think I've improved...
"Macula Silentium"
‘Tis an arcane Renaissance silhouette
With a maiden’s poise so enigmatic.
Surrounding da Vinci’s poignant vignette,
Countless find it idiosyncratic.
Set in sepia tones, visitors awe,
Admiring her laconic disguise,
Thinking there’s a certain je ne sais quoi
Upon her subtle smile and hazel eyes.
Acerbic persons only see the lies:
A face, withering and very somber,
A smirk, aloof, predatory, and wry,
And lachrymose irises some place yonder.
You may think or decipher whatever,
As her essence will stay secret, fore’er.
"Macula Silentium"
‘Tis an arcane Renaissance silhouette
With a maiden’s poise so enigmatic.
Surrounding da Vinci’s poignant vignette,
Countless find it idiosyncratic.
Set in sepia tones, visitors awe,
Admiring her laconic disguise,
Thinking there’s a certain je ne sais quoi
Upon her subtle smile and hazel eyes.
Acerbic persons only see the lies:
A face, withering and very somber,
A smirk, aloof, predatory, and wry,
And lachrymose irises some place yonder.
You may think or decipher whatever,
As her essence will stay secret, fore’er.
