Forlorn ( a Sonnet)

[bags123]

Forlorn (a sonnet)

Forlorn are we! A tepid, paltry, race
Enthralled by all the thoughts that make us fools
We've turned from gratitude, and humble grace
To follow those consumed by error's rules

As stewards of the Garden we have failed
To understand the reasons we once knew
Explained within our hearts in great detail
Ignored by most, except a stalwart few

With something new to think, or thoughts to say
Who'll traipse the trodden ground we've crossed before
Deliberating all along their way
On how to make life richer for the poor

Conspicuous for reasons shared by me
Ridiculous that more cannot agree

[CatieRose]

I really like this one. Again, your Iambics are spot on. I only had a little trouble keeping up the second line in the third verse, but finally decided it was because, or probably due to my mispronunciation of the word "traipse." Enjoyed your poem very much. This Iambic pentameter seems to come naturally to you, as it does to so few. hugs, catie :)

[bags123]

Thanks catie,...I do enjoy Sonnets. I actually find poetry much easier if there's rules to follow.