Sonnets
It’s funny, I put the word “Sonnet” in the title, and automatically fewer people view/read it, like it’s going to be some sort of “academic” chore to even click the link. It’s unfortunate, because while these are among some of my least read stuff, I am easily most proud of many of these. It’s a wonderful form, and I think I keep getting better at it.
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Sonnet XXVII – formed in space
Some bits and bytes of sound and light combine
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Sonnet XXVI – An Independent Spirit’s Shaded Hue
The day which marks our freedom dawns anew, but just what freedom’s for is in dispute.
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Sonnet XXV – better love for you
when I focus on myself, not others, the benefits flow to sons and mothers.
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Sonnet XXIV – Perfect Pain
I know it lies with me to find my cure; Won’t please the masses – never perfect be.
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Sonnet XXIII – The Map a River Makes
And now, behold, the deluge comes anon; containers burst and none can stand the wash.
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Sonnet XXII – adieu to much ado
I’ve heard that stupid is as stupid does; so I am done with “doing” stupid now.
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Sonnet XXI – moons will be
CONTROL is my Achilles’ heel, you see; I like to think that I can call the moon.
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Sonnet XX – Switching Sides?
So Sides I Switch – “Solutioning” right now; At least until my strength begins to wane.
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Sonnet XIX – Meant for Play
This Life was meant for All to find their Play
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Sonnet XVIII – Fear Not the Poet
Fear not the poet’s cryptic form or rhyme.
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Sonnet XVII- navel gazing
Gazing the navel will skew what is true.
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Sonnet XVI – Time Tasting
That day shall come, too soon , notfastenough;
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Sonnet XV – unknow thyself?
to know thyself above all else is wise, but wisdom wields a pain that burns like fire
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Sonnet XIV – Close to the Wind
a proud sight beheld, from stern to the prow.
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Sonnet XIII – “Alexa, Dim the Lights”
When given option One or Two – try Three.
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Sonnet XII – the dying of the light
Perhaps it’s in the dimming gloam we’re best.
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Sonnet XI – machete jungle
’tis as I feared, we’ve entered zone called “friends”;in search of different – more – though this is fun.while something still continues – something ends;it all feels o’er before it had begun.I wax dramatic – ’tis the role I play;Life in my head exists in excess size.expecting nothing used to be my way;expecting now just…
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Sonnet X – night blindness
The thing most true was never true for me / until one day it dawned and ended night.
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Sonnet IX – Presence
The ache which seems will never go away, one day shall flee like so much cloud and mist.
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Sonnet VIII – labor pains?
Tools abound to fix what mends are needed.
defying atrophy 