When freedom fin’lly seemed to cross my path… (A Thousand Days, Part 7)

Somehow I feel as if my life’s on trial… (A Thousand Days, part 6)

This morning as I opened up my eyes… (A Thousand Days, part 5)

Alas good knight, why hast thou turned around… (A Thousand Days, Part 4)

Thy love’s a treasure sweet and dost thou know…

As roses spilling dewdrops on my heart… (A Thousand Days, part 3)

Entering from stage left in brilliant form… (A Thousand Days pt2)

A thousand days or so had come and gone…

Love lost…

Part one of a series of light history and tutorials on the basic principles of traditional English poetic form, by Michele Cameron Drew.