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

  • 6 days ago

    by - Mr. Darcy

    So true, Ben. We can plan to the infinite degree, but we how can we predict the chaotic universe, or indeed, our finicky human condition?

  • 6 days ago

    by Em (marmite)

    Absolutely love this Mr P...
    And so true unfortunately not all bad is fought with the good, I've seen the brunt of this often..
    Take care x

  • 5 days ago

    by Brenda

    Damn Ben, is there not a sonnet out there you can't write? Beautifully done Sir!

    • 5 days ago

      by Ben Pickard

      I struggled a tad when I wrote an Italian sonnet once, Brenda!

  • 5 days ago

    by Abstract Poet

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

    -Abstract Poet

  • 5 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.

  • 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.

  • 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..!

  • 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!