Sonnet 1

(This is my first attempt at a Shakespearean Sonnet. Here are some elements of the structured poem: 14 lines, a specific rhyming pattern, and a rhythm, or meter, which means the poem should carry a beat like this: da-DUM da-DUM... I suggest reading it, "When I sit here, no clues..." Enjoy!)

When I sit here, no clues, confused, ashamed

I think of all locales in which to hide

You speak to me but I avert my gaze

I long to look unblinking in your eyes

Seek solitude, but fear to be alone

The paradox, I know hurts me and you

Now smash into iotas hearts of stone

Rebuild them all and set on paths so new

But to transform for none is any quirk

Cerebral habits derail the heart-run train

Though blazing new a road, it's no small work

Established paths are hard to deviate

Destroy therefore, for good, the bandit shame

And set me free by whispering my name!