(On the main thread SteveWal asked what the Formal expectations of a sonnet are, and this prompted me to think how rarely a sonnet which does not rhyme true or follow a fairly regular IP seems to actually work. In fact, in trying to think of an exception, only one came to mind...although I'm sure there are others.
Although I don't dislike D. Thomas, he's not a favorite poet of mine. But I've always been fond of the poem below. At first, I not only didn't realise it was a sonnet...I didn't realise it rhymed at all. The scheme is ordinary, but the rhyme and meter are very loose.
As I said, it's the only sonnet I can think of that works this way.)
Lie Still, Sleep Becalmed
by: Dylan Thomas
Lie still, sleep becalmed, sufferer with the wound
In the throat, burning and turning. All night afloat
On the silent sea we have heard the sound
That came from the wound wrapped in the salt sheet.
Under the mile off moon we trembled listening
To the sea sound flowing like blood from the loud wound
And when the salt sheet broke in a storm of singing
The voices of all the drowned swam on the wind.
Open a pathway through the slow sad sail,
Throw wide to the wind the gates of the wandering boat
For my voyage to begin to the end of my wound,
We heard the sea sound sing, we saw the salt sheet tell.
Lie still, sleep becalmed, hide the mouth in the throat,
Or we shall obey, and ride with you through the drowned
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