Romeo and Juliet

Romeo and Juliet



The Sonnet form I will select
To tell the tale of love’s dear punishment.
Of Roses that do not smell as sweet,
and two fools - sworn enemies - destined to meet.
Their rash idolatry only born for grief
But the angel and her drunk find releif.
In a tomb far below.
To fill this tale with deep sorrow.

Romeo lives off loves beauteous pain.
The more it hurts, the more he loves
And Rosaline has turned him down - again.
But hand in hand with Fate he goes,
To the house party of Capulet.
Despite the sign ‘No Montagues.’


Here is where the boy is taken out - by Juliet.
Their gaze sinking deeper than any blade.
Now they take peril by the hand,
Fortunes fatal pact is made.
Under the inconstant moon he runs
to her orchard where she is in view.
She’s having one of her mothers tantrums.
“Why do you have to be a Montague?”

Seeing as we all know the next part,
Juliet’s wooing takes over his heart.
We’ll continue directly to scene three.
Where the Friar is trying to be an apothacary.
Friar will not be taken from the weeds he can use
To mimic death as a friendly ruse.


So Romeo puts his foot down,
And through riddles lures the man away
Then declares “I want to be wed this day!”
“Good son to whom?” the Friar cries
And when he is answered he nearly dies.
“Good son! Why? A Capulet?”
But then to his astonishment.
He sees a little sense....

Now the worries of the enigmatic nurse
Are small enough to help with Fate’s Curse.
She’s an unknowing agent of destruction
by telling Juliet her man’s instruction.
But in her way she serves the pair well
By getting the girl to the Friar’s cell.


Their marridge now their greatest secret.
They wait for night for celebration.
But Tybalt arrives on Romeo’s scene,
A man of far less toleration.
When Tybalt draws his sword infuriated
Romeo smiles and sHakes his head.
They cannot fight now they’re related!

So instead Mercutio tries.
“I’ll thrash this Capulet!” he cries.
But this angers Tybalt and the man dies.
Unable to except this sudden loss
Romeo slays Tybalt in contrition
Putting himself in a bad position.


Romeo is exiled from fair Verona
A blessed penance for his crime.
But he flees to the friendly friar’s cell.
He’d prefer to be a prisoner and do his time
then live without his Juliet.
So the Holy man tells the lost sheep what to do.
“Spend the night with your heart, then to Mantua depart.”
Then to himself... “In future do not mix Capulet and Montague.”

So in the night they find their satisfaction.
But Romeo is wakened by a bird
And though it’s still dark fear moves him into action.
Now as he leaves from Verona
It’s Juliet’s turn to be horrified.
As she discovers Paris is to be her second owner!


Her reaction is to throw a strop.
But this does not bring the wedding to a halt.
So it’s off again to the Friar’s cell.
The desperate girl begins to wail.
“I can’t marry him! I’d rather die!
What have I done to deserve this? Why?”
Her sorrow moves the friar
And so he tells her what she desires.

To do the trick his very own distilled drink.
Which will take her to death’s brink.
But she will awaken when she decides
And return to Romeo’s side.
‘Oh alas’ this plan seems so good.
But the letter to Romeo never arrived as it should...


Romeo is torn at her demise,
For he still thinks her dead,
Even as he creeps back into Verona and to the tomb.
His own plan echoes in his head.
To embrace her one last time
Take his poison and then die.
So as Juliet awakes we will find
the untter confusion left behind.


“Now to end this twisted strife!”
Juliet takes out her dead man’s knife
and plunges it into her heart.
Dying you see is quite an art!
Two families alike in dignity
Find theyr deaths a liberty - a tool to finally end their enmity.