Corner, Lap, and Bed -- A Spanking Sonnet

This short story is an entry in the 2003 Soc.Sexuality.Spanking Summer Short Story Contest and is copyright by the author and commercial use is prohibited without permission. Personal/private copies are permitted only if complete including the copyright notice. The author would appreciate your comments

Category: Verse
This is a Petrarchan sonnet, see www.uni.edu/~gotera/CraftOfPoetry/sonnet.html for more info on the form.

Second Place

Don A. Landhill <DLandhill@aol.com>

And now I stand, between my corner's walls
my skirt pinned up, my bottom on Display
To think on how my work must come before my play
And grounded for a week from trips to malls.
My eyes are red, a sullen sniff recalls
The scolding that he lately sent my way
And his command that shamefaced here I stay
And think upon my crimes, until he calls.

And now he calls me forth, and o'er his Lap
He turns me, and I brace myself for blows.
His harbrush strikes me with a solid Whap,
I feel the salty tears run down my nose.
And afterwards, sent for a quiet nap
I know relief from guilt, and gain repose.

The End

Reviews

Huh Chuh <huhchuh(at)yahoo(dot)com>
Very nice job. I feel the repose that the I of the poem feels at the end of the poem. It's as if the entire spanking is a journey towards feeling rest and relief from guilt and other hard/harsh emotions. I wonder if you intended to say strik or strike in the second stanza of your poem. It works both ways. I like your usage of strik because it surprised me to see it there which caused me to continue actively thinking about your poem. Thank you!

Organizer's note: In this entry as first posted, there were several typos including striks for strikes.

Patricia <patricia(at)cedar(dot)net>
It is a nice enough poem, in that in conveys all the feelings of the guilty and tells a story. I have no clue what a Petrarchan sonnet is (nor do I wish to), so I will assume you followed the appropriate rhyming/rhythm/form required for such a sonnet. Quite frankly, I think you could have made the effort to run a spell checker program. The spelling errors in your poem, did not help it («I», «hairbrush», «strikes»). Sometimes the littlest of mistakes can be a detriment to your work.

Rosa
Nicely done! I liked this sonnet quite well. :) You've captured the mind set of a very good girl who knows she has been disobedient and is truly sorry. Being sent to bed after cornertime and a spanking pushes all of my hot buttons. I was able to identify easily with your well written sonnet, as it paints a clear picture that happens to touch on some of our most emotionally intense play. Thanks so much for entering this piece!!

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