The Woman of the Inn – A Sonnet

We met an age ago amidst a storm.

Her inn shone like a beacon in the night.

I longed for some relief, for some place warm.

The storm would pass and I’d leave at first light.

The lonely place was strangely filled with life.

A thousand men and women packed within.

And stranger still they all shared the same wife!

Each married to the woman of the inn.

I came to love her just like all the rest.

It was not long until we too were wed.

And I became so much more than a guest!

I didn’t care that life outside was dead.

Now I don’t feel a thing except remorse!

To hell with her!  It’s time for a divorce!

Matt is the owner of, a blog that explores life with bipolar disorder and alcoholism.  Informative, funny, revealing, and much more!  Hope to see you there!

13 Replies to “The Woman of the Inn – A Sonnet”

    1. I’d like to thank you James, that’s very kind. But after I write one of these I’m stuck. I only hear one meter in my mind. If you try one I hope you’ve better luck.

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      1. I am not much better. I struggle so much meter but I try and practice it as much as possible. I have a sonnet that is going live tomorrow.


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