Sonnet

Then write one fast

Skiing is fun
I wish I could ski at Brek
In Colorado there are 300 days of sun
Its dangerous so best protect ya neck

Skiing in powder makes me feel good
I wish there was more pow on the east
Snow is white like milk from Hood
All milk is white, a cow is a silly beast


I'm proud of my 3 minute sonnet.

Shit, I forgot iambic pentameter. Dismiss my poor attempt at a sonnet...

lol, it is also not a sonnet but decent effort.

i also see that you have neglected the use of a couplet lol j/k at least you tried

i just got the same assignment

ha nice job

so a week after its due i finally decide to make one. here it is. i need at least three lines to be perfect iambic pentameter. most of them are pentameter but im not really sure if any are perfectly iambic. can any one can help me do some perfectly iambic lines?

there’s always fun to be had while skiing
powder, jumps, cliffs, the steeps, moguls and rails
there is nothing I’d rather be doing
I just hope I will not screw up and bail

come on everyone, get up, and hurry!
it snowed thirty eight inches yesterday
lets cross our fingers we don’t get buried
alright it is time to get our boots on and slay

buoyant feelings as I ski through the trees
a wind lip here and a pillow line there
so much snow its a whole foot past my knees
I love enjoying this cold mountain air

rarely are times so early I leave bed
such as when I put on my skis to shred

^

dog skiing and doing.....dont rhyme

This one is alright, my teacher liked it.  It doesn't follow the tempo meter though, but it fits the Shakespearian  rhyme scheme  well.

I don’t have wings as you can see

But still I am able to fly

I lift-off every time I ski

Without skiing, I would die

 

Sliding, going fast, and jumping

I do whatever I want

And especially when my music’s pumping

My skills are easy to flaunt

 

Though you have to buy a pass

Your money’s spent with good reason

But it takes one hard fall on your ass

And you can’t ski out the season

 

A good day skiing is better than gold

And I plan to ski, even when I’m old

so does anyone actually have a sonnet about the "beloved" i need one for tomorow