Revised sonnet #1317

The resonance of bricks in lilting lyre
They fly as moulded dust and move in waves
In such environment you see zilch slaves
In Amphions counterweighted airy choir
The boxes his earth batteries of mire
Accelerate the cure of current paves
And pipes pneumatic whistle from the naves
The safety signals racking platforms higher
And Amphions lyre applies its order chords
Unsung arpeggios shifting fast or slow
Unsung chromatics shifting high or low
Perspective plucked at distance well affords
As glue and grit unite in viscous vats
A piper hastens cooling puffing flats
Chorus vats cisterns tanks

Revised sonnet #1318

King Arthur busied by the empire pips
Ignores the clues and cues and fails to check
And Lancelot lovelorn stands at every beck
Of Guinevere the words off lovely lips
At every other knight the conscience nips
As many maids unmarried fill the deck
Ask why that Lancelot brings on empire wreck
Assert they too tote pretty breasts and hips
If Lancelot strikes a soul as very vain
And smirks the sire to gallant Galahad
If nagged to wits end by own wife Elaine
Are we at fault to fathom him a cad?
A match in sharp sword skills if not as cruel
Trust Meliagaunt to hurry him to duel
Chorus cruel brutal harsh

Revised sonnet #1319

Yes girl know how Id cringe to see you cry
Your baby teeth tell tales of second chance
Their fall out offers cause to dance and prance
Your role in history to never die
The stem cell scene affords the reason why
Theres not a human being it cant enhance
The past is stuff of sketchy relevance
Its obsolete truth wed to obvious lie
I fete your future fare I join the dots
Your currency the humble calorie
Your veins act pipes to surgeon nanobots
Your cosmic energy taps cheap or free
To live lithe like immortal jellyfish
Yet never numbed is my unspoken wish
Chorus jellyfish kwak medusa

Revised sonnet #1320

Love her cheek dimples when she shyly smiles
Love her limbs paired up polar palms to heels
Love her twists slants and silences as wiles
Love her laughs sighs and incidental squeals
Love her ear humps the geography appeals
Love her long hair if coiled or heaped in piles
Love her brow frown lines when a small thing riles
Love her huge hugs and fervent friendly feels
Think her a Venus dusted down in ash
A mint and lavender in sweat stuck smudge
The weather belles and canons craft a nudge
To clouds they wash her clean of lye in mash
Know mine a happy hat I wear Id doff
Know her unspoilt and sweet the style one off
Chorus doff lift raise

This sonnet may appear in my next interactive movie script Venus After Mars.

Revised sonnet #1321

Dear Pip the clock time click Id like to ease
Id like to scrawl or sketch your beauty down
Your soothing smile your less than damning frown
A moment snatch a millisecond seize
As well your bouncing bust your kinking knees
As well your arching arms your bristling crown
Id like to do you justice nudge renown
Proportions pitch that standard gauge agrees
I might immortalise what once was seen
In glaze decidedly deciduous coils
And over paint those grey thick golden oils
Eyebrows and lashes seeming evergreen
As barrier versus element or bruise
Your solemn statue has her hundred hues
Chorus bruise contusione ematoma

Revised sonnet #1323

Your collar fart flecked flap is beyond the pail
Youve gone incognito youve cruised young gays
Im sure youve sunk to Howe St sleazy strays
You broke our pact you broach excuses frail
Your uncle left you loot you said youd bail
On peep and glory holes a passing phase
On coughing student androgynes in stogie haze
On public restroom stalls sex stink so stale
Our civil union day is stuck on hold
I erred to ever say you were the one
Your glib apologies yelled come off cold
I would invite you first to casual fun
To better banter memory now harks
This crisis dialogue couched in dirty marks
Chorus harks attends leans