A Thousand Miles Per Hour Round The Sun (Bowlesian sonnet)

by Ben Pickard   Jan 13, 2020


She understood the course she had to chart
But roads are often built with twists and turns;
Our lives are rarely straight but bent and curved
And so the road and chart were worlds apart.
She made her plans with care and never thought
That chaos ruled our lives the way it did;
To know there is no rule we first must rid
The lies that we are sold and we have bought.
We are not governed by the gods or fate:
A pendulum must feel some turbulence.
Allow that roads and maps are meaningless -
Not all that's bad is balanced by the great.
How can we plan when ev'ry year we're spun
A thousand miles per hour 'round the sun?

--

Ben Pickard

* A Bowlesian (or Australian) sonnet has an
ABBA CDDC EFFE GG rhyme scheme.

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  • 1 day ago

    by Poet on the Piano

    So much depth in this, and love that I learned something by this, as I had no idea of the "Bowlesian sonnet". Also, the title is catchy and beyond fitting for this poem. It made me think of "Journey to the center of the earth" for some reason. We can be the most careful, think we're the most clever, yet chaos (from the world or our own faults as humans) can so masterfully unravel what we had planned.

    Neat write, Ben!

  • 1 day ago

    by Koan

    This is amazing brother! I have read many poems in my life and this one is in the top 10 for sure!
    I have never favored a poem here before but it all ends today... Truly love it Ben..!

  • 2 days ago

    by CRAFTY KEN

    Nice work Ben again, way over my degree of intellect, only my paycheck can smile.
    Deserves a win just for the difficulty alone!
    Added to my Favorites for a rainy day to try to understand it.

    • 2 days ago

      by Ben Pickard

      Thanks, Ken. Just that we can't plan anything in life when chaos rules so often.

  • 4 days ago

    by Tanya Southey

    This is beautiful. Living through the thick smoke at the moment in Melbourne is surreal and apocalyptic. The daily updates that it could get worse, that food supplies could be compromised, water could get contaminated as the ash falls from the sky. Ecosystems destroyed in minutes as go a thousand miles per hour around the sun...thanks for standing with us in words.

    • 4 days ago

      by Ben Pickard

      Thank you, Tanya. I'M so sorry for the troubles you are all having out there at the moment.

  • 5 days ago

    by Abstract Poet

    Love this poem it's neat going around the sun beautiful poem.

    -Abstract Poet

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