Sonnet 12

This sonnet is very morbid. It makes you feel a little hollow inside, the wording at least. "When lofty trees I see barren of leaves". Just this phrase in the sonnet makes me think of a cold day in fall when the last leaf has just fallen off a tree and its empty branches stand alone, shivering. This poem is very vivid in the fact that there is so much imagery, you can just picture what Shakespeare is describing in every line. "When I do count the clock that tells the time,". Just the way that Shakespeare words this line. Sort of backwards and upside down, but it makes the line all the more effective, it packs more of a punch. I enjoy the fact that Shakespeare makes you think to figure out just what he's trying to say. Beauty is the question in this poem, Shakespeare is asking the young man what's more important his beauty or his fun?