Erin Yabuki
Summer Storm
My brother's baseball game was so boring
Baseballs flying here and there, everywhere
Then I saw you; I just sat adoring
I began to dust the sand off my hair
Summer time it was, the bright sun glowing
Birds chirping in song, always at the beach
On Myspace, the message link was showing
And there you were, exactly in my reach
Together we were, closer than can be
From summer, past fall and then winter came
The snowstorm got so bad you could not see
Things started to change you were not the same
Now it is spring, the flowers start to bloom
The coldness has gone out appeared the sun
We really needed our own space and room
Now our phone talks are always so much fun
But now isn't the right time can't you see
Things are just too hectic please wait for me
Analysis
Shakespeare's sonnets are usually about love or about a significant someone so I thought this was the perfect topic.
My sonnet is about this guy that I saw at my brother's baseball game in the summer. We started talking on the phone and then that lead to a relationship. But in the winter things got kind of rough and it didn't work out. But now we started to talk on the phone again but things are different. There are obstacles in my life that I need to get over before anything starts again. I have so many issues that I need to take care of first.
I tried to incorporate the seasons with my sonnet. I thought that the summer was sunny and bright and winter was cold and dark. In the summer, everything was perfect. No worries, beach all day with friends and then when I met him, he was the magic to my fairytale. Even though he went to a different school, we still found time for each other on weekends. When winter came, school was getting more difficult and I couldn't keep up and his grades were also falling. So I lost all connection with him till just recently.
I was hoping that this sonnet could show my relationship with him in comparison to the seasons. I tried to portray my whole story in a few words. But I don't think that there is anything left to explain.
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