I wonder what it would be like to float:
the air around me without anything.
It wouldn’t suffocate it would just coat.
Oh bask in the joy that nothing could bring!
Feeling or compensating for a lack?
I’m not entirely sure of the truth;
Maybe it is talking behind your back.
Just the mere thoughts are stealing away youth.
I forgot what I really need to say,
but I remembered the little details.
I guess I’ll have to take it day by day,
and slowly let go of all the guard rails.
Don’t force your feelings or contort them round.
The truth is they are not on what you’re bound.
Riley's Readings 
November 10, 2019 at 11:59 PM
Your Shakespeare sonnet is so creative! I loved the simplicity of your words and the complex message they convey. That contrast is very insightful and represents emotion so well. Well done!
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November 11, 2019 at 3:44 AM
Just adding my emoji comment…🤯
Because that is how I feel about how you interpreted emotion through your Shakespearean sonnet. I like the message on how we are not bound to our emotions (which is kind of ironic because I saw a TED talk about emotional courage today that had a similar message). Truly shows the complexities of our emotions.
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November 11, 2019 at 5:31 PM
I love the vulnerability of this post, it really reveals the truth of how uncontrollable emotions are (*insert catching feelins tictok here*)
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November 17, 2019 at 4:37 AM
I had to read this Shakespearean three times and even then was not left with the feeling that there was much more going on in the poem than I could comprehend. I feel like I could try to write an analysis of it. You are well on your way to Sylvia-Plath- complexity status, so good job!
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November 18, 2019 at 10:40 PM
I really enjoyed reading your Shakespearean sonnet! I especially like line “Oh bask in the joy that nothing could bring!”. Such a creative way to convey the topic of floating! Good job!!
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November 24, 2019 at 10:24 PM
I am intrigued by the acknowledgment of the freedom of emotions that follow their own whims in our lives–though so many moments in this sonnet seem ambiguous. I need more time with it to do it justice!
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