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key to the celestial city

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Friday, December 28, 2018

Revised sonnet #1349

I crave a minted multimillionaire
A his and hers account and credit card
A work out junkie who unleashes lard
Im body confident if nearly bare
I light up rooms I walk in self aware
The pendant perched on bust a diamond shard
In cleavage quiver captivates off guard
The cocktail dress a classic black affair
Id dig up gold Id guess on grounds of looks
Ive practised gritted grins and garbled yawns
To stand out from the rival fawning pawns
Id run a ruler over stocks on books
You flatter first then filch I like to jest
Thats virtual visualisation at best
Chorus jest banter quip

Tuesday, December 25, 2018

Revised sonnet #1350

Twelve thousand years ago thats yesterday
Her vimana borne suitor Rama spoke
In serenading style of swathing sway
Twelve volleys launched upon invasive folk
Across the sitar stroking fingers overlay
His yarn described a holy cow in yoke
The silent shock of cities puffed away
Amongst the clouds ascended plumes of smoke
Below us Kashmir minus isobars
Our sun eclipsed by earth a crescent arc
Queen Sita asks if it is star or spark
Our juice in sonoluminescent jars
A stab of flame in gauge ten thousand suns
Hit Harrepa and fused mute great foe guns
Chorus suns soler zonnen

Friday, December 21, 2018

Revised sonnet #1351

The list of loves the various ways hed woo
Theyre haunting hurt I listened long I erred
Too late I got they had the braggarts skew
The worst of words in afterglow he purred
Then paranoid I plumbed his point of view
His latest love I was I felt absurd
I found his sensual smiles too small too few
I bet our boundaries devolved and blurred
His wristwatch wound he raised and read its face
He was informed thats cosmopolitan
He was a pretty boy as well a ladys man
The good and less than good I did embrace
Hes curious company a kind of cad
He praises me the plainest when Im mad
Chorus cad boor rascal

Tuesday, December 18, 2018

Revised sonnet #1358

Bore to me that humbly herding cattle
Drinking ale and eating fresh brown baked bread
Darkest dream I dream and till dawn do dread
Where I fail to fall in brutal battle
Idolised each martial cargo chattel
Sword and shield the pennant chevron red
Valhalla I fan the charnel ship soon sped
Mine no rigor mortis raw throat rattle
Stacked oars tinder turn to hardly hinder
Bound Ill be to gilded mast goods gilt edged
Sail and stays once lit up flare and cinder
Battle cries Ill belt out burnt dark depths dredged
Prophecy of pyre of pounce and pillage
Viking bastards populate each village
Chorus pillage maraud ransack

Saturday, December 15, 2018

Revised sonnet #1355

I grieve a galleon La Verde du Bon Port
As Pommie privateers drowned while they robbed
The hold of booty she no longer bobbed
A few escaped enriched the canny sort
The Sun King Louis allows that we abort
The Madagascar hoard how hard thats sobbed
In losses Satan our direction lobbed
Thus scuppers plan to build a beachhead fort
Ill grant you God that sunken galleons gold
And silver bricks and greasy ambergris
I crave one spoil in auctions undersold
You mustnt harp in vault of heavens bliss
Ear wax extracting scoop of gold I crave
Its practical the precious women rave
Chorus crave desire fancy

Wednesday, December 12, 2018

Revised sonnet #1354

Days of watching close twin cherubs flutter
Plunge and rise the eye at judas peep hole
Judas am I justice bread and butter
Moving victim off of culpable soul
Queen of karaokes sweet sounds swell utter
Broken hearts aplenty shell wail woe whole
Mismatched mooch or blind abandoned nutter
Pure applause of dozens drunk purports poll
Why I guard these gates of purgatory?
Patience taught the virtue end of sorry story
Here I hinder folks in horrifying haste
Life is never cyclable worthwhile waste
Baby boy twins hers kicked up cruel catcalls
Seemingly two animals snuffed she bawls
Chorus catcalls boos razzes

Monday, December 10, 2018

Revised sonnet #1352

I wonder whom shes suffocating since
The so sad soul on call responding yes
To whimsical demands enacting guess
I lamely licked her boots then now I wince
To love her your own life odd you evince
Thats you flop sweet on sword or savage less
If you at pains to please incur a cess
Then you ask pansy pardon walk turn mince
Since youre common fodder your best bets bail
Cue the chubby chick in micro mini
Purple pleats upon thick tan tights tell tale
Cuck faced soyboys short of sissy skinny
Laces licked Id lavish slurps shine shoes shod
Further satisfy her floor kiss shed plod
Chorus shod attired decked

Friday, December 07, 2018

Revised sonnet #1356

Yes shell assess a nifty paste the note
Tacked square across a button labelled snooze
Ive signalled her I seek the antidote
Inverted snobbery the snakiest ruse
As shell endorse a denim overcoat
As shell subscribe to nanny union dues
As shell address the vital ethnic vote
As shell imbibe all dozen bottle booze
The boiler office proves to her a peeve
Its balmy bottom drawer and windowless
In methodology I seek success
I scarcely choose the scale I can achieve
Id eat a brunch of berries over bran
And never candied feijoas over flan
Chorus bran crusca fibre


Tuesday, December 04, 2018

Revised sonnet #1357

The gravels greasy wet on cambered lane
In meadow meander green of winter crops
Of cabbage close to rooster weather vane
Adjacent polo pony stables stops
Now searing sleet arrives erasing rain
Assaults eye lids I squint a sore tear drops
I stand unswerved your mallet swishing swain
I miss our mucking out the brooms and mops
The fingers freezing stick to handle chrome
I honk the horn the once off battery
The fog of breath in lights odd flattery
Of sighs thats her three storey stately home
I shuffle listlessly I step the stile
Its worth the wait Id walk a country mile
Chorus stile stijl stil