I am participating in Poetry Friday for the 2nd week in a row. Last week I contributed this sonnet and mentioned I had written a 2nd sonnet with the exact same first line
One of the many differences between this sonnet and last week's is that today's is an Italian sonnet and the first one was an Elizabethan sonnet. Each one has 14 lines but the rhyme scheme varies. Today's sonnet has the rhyme scheme ABBA ABBA CDE CDE.
Death of a Brother
14 lines after 13 years
The time we're given is quite brief
For some, it's much too short
One April morn I got the report
I'd lost my brother Keith
Such news was so beyond belief
That I had no retort
Of snappy comebacks, I'd fallen short
So anguished by my grief
My brother died in a nursing home
At the age of thirty-eight
While he was watching M*A*S*H
13 years later as I write this poem
Though my grief is not as great
My heart still bears the gash
As I mentioned last week, in my opinion, this is the lesser of the two sonnets. Maybe I feel that way because it's so personal.