I, literally, just wrote a sonnet -- from blank page to completion -- in about half an hour. I was in the process of going to bed when inspiration snuck up and clubbed me on the head; knocking loose a bunch of rhythm and rhyme. :-)
“I can see you, your brown skin shining in the sun. You’ve got your hair slicked back, and those Wayfarers on…”
This afternoon, I went to see "Tolkien." Overall, it was good. Though it was a bit heavy-handed while trying to portray visual connections to Tolkien's various inspirations, it ended almost perfectly.
“I can see you, your brown skin shining in the sun. You’ve got your hair slicked back, and those Wayfarers on...”
Hey, I found an early picture of “Her” and The Mad Sonneteer.