Thorntonesque

In August 2018 I wrote this sonnet for my friend David Thornton who had been publishing his poems (which I described as 'Thorntonesque') on line.  He asked me what Thorntonesque meant.

That style of wordplay known as Thorntonesque
Is like a fresh caught smiling arabesque,
Neat verses wrote to catch the reader's eye
Lifting flagging souls from low to high

With unexpected puns and metaphors
Laughing at all those tiresome literary laws
Displayed in style on blue computer screens
Where cyberspace transmits thorntonic scenes

That sing the spirit of the Isle of Wight
From Bembridge to The Needles shining bright.
This bird of words will soon fly to a city,
Bold Sheffield craving its own pretty ditty

What then? Maybe an opera of rhymes
With wicked thoughts for these distracted times.

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