Most poetry bores me. A poem about the poet's lover or parents: I can't even read more than a line or two. If it's about nature: rocks, trees, rain, snow--I reach for my mental remote control. Not interested.
Mike Snider is bravely attempting to write a sonnet a day. The results are admirably good. A daily sonnet can't be much more than a rough draft, yet Snider makes them sound as easy and natural as a guy telling you a story over the watercooler. That's not easy to do.