Rotten thoughts conceived in my heart
Have no place in a life reformed,
Improved, bettered, and informed.
It is but rubbish festering in the dark.
What is waste must depart
Lest yesterday’s ugliness
Spoil today’s happiness
And tomorrow’s joy by its hideous mark.
Where then to dispose of rancorous sentiment?
Is there a void so complete
That spite unspoken is replete,
And, though unvoiced, shall it be content?
Though purgation tastes bitter, its end is sweet
For cleanness in one’s soul ends all argument.
Mother Hen
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(Writing Prompt: DARK, part of Poetry 101 Rehab by Mara Eastern – Thanks, Mara! Feel free to jump on her poetry wagon each Monday!)
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Mother Hen Diaries 
Very nice.
Take the last word from each of your lines and see how it works for you. I did with your last words and liked what it said.
Must be the day, just put one up myself. Tried the EFG EFG in the turcet and really like how it came out.
Cheers Mom Fowl!
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Great words! I am still thinking about that varmint getting your chicks – revenge….
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You’re amazing at this very difficult form, you have my full respect! I especially love the middle of the poem, “Spoil today’s happiness / And tomorrow’s joy by its hideous mark.” Wow… Thank you so much for sharing this gem of a poem!
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Wow, that’s amazing. Well done!
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Thank you! I’m glad you enjoyed it. I’m kind of loving poetry at the minute… Attacking it with all the zeal of a fresh convert!
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And you are doing very well 🙂
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Wow! You have created a well crafted sonnet using beautiful words. You made this form look easy. In love and light Cheryle
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