Here is a sonnet I wrote in 2016. I recorded myself reciting it as well so you can grasp the tone and rhythm of the poem. Have a read and listen. (My mobile app isn’t proper for typing a sonnet in it’s correct form so listening is recommended.)
Sonnet by Stephen J Dawson Jr.
Hear Autumn Bird’s tune as she whistles a hymn
While the stars in the sky and Heavens collide
Where the weary bathe and songbirds swim
With mourning crows and battle cries
“We’re beaten and battered” the songbirds had said
Their whispers found God in the trees
But their final notes sang songs to the dead
And were carried away with the breeze
As their souls left them, we found in their place
Such Holy and pure, such undying Grace
– Stephen J Dawson Jr.
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