Revised sonnet #87

They said a beryl pierced her button nose

I shouldnt miss her since Id partial sight

As even twenty twenty eyes just close

If lips lock lips in kiss then heavens night

They said a chance of date if less than slight

Improved upon exhibiting your woes

A female quality to try and right

I took their tip and wriggled down ten rows

I swung in sight the shorter gammy leg

I licked at lips to heighten overbite

Upon her vivid voice I homed to peg

I laid out gluten free to whiten white

At last in silence she just blew a kiss

Else gagged at giggles sort of shed amiss

Chorus kiss embrasser soen

Revised sonnet #86

Yes mistress pain acquired taste narrows range

Asphyxiaphilia beats vanilla sex

The body fluids and odours cant exchange

Your rubber suit a second skin you flex

Im called out dog I sniff at self its strange

The proper punishments proposed perplex

You hammer my arse since Im linked to mange

A nasty rumour hot as horrid hex

The rubber mask I lump allows a breath

Its puny hole the place I catch a gasp

You lecture me at length through throaty rasp

Your balls vice brass you dial till little death

Yes mistress pity me in puppy play

Your leash yanks speak your brief I should obey

Chorus play lark sport

Revised sonnet 85

My friend and I insist on settling bills

Our bar accounts are clearly overdue

A cougar now youve honed your hunting skills

And were young bucks embracing seeming new

Take what you want avoid a war of wills

My friend and I are bent upon your brew

Our livers liquor aged in scars and rills

Minds poured the hypnotising amber hue

My friend and I are going to early grave

The principal implies our interest

Menage a trois the trade you likely crave

Too late as pussycat to quell that quest

My friend and I if doubled down as scions

Our livers centuries old lure two lions

Chorus scions heirs progenies

Revised sonnet #84

In Amsterdams tight antiquarian loop

Young blonde I meet her hair heaped curly mass

Espresso sipped amidst the munch of stroop

Then mochaccino toke and speculaas

Emiles art finest class it claims your whoop

The phantom bidders reward that fixers sass

On bail at large and free to fly the coop

The nazified Tdjmutt painting beats impasse

That personal assistant sports your looks

Though fluke I fear Ill fall in love again

The mirror maps the wrinkles fixes brain

I miss the bosom cup the nudge of nooks

Two serious students when we wed on whim

Our love the painters life if often grim

Chorus whim impulse vagary

Revised sonnet #83

You see the fickle world is wont to praise

The pushy whom in current shape it spurns

The passive popular till final days

It mutes and modulates to burial urns

I write that off as odd as passing craze

The next Id guess the sooks of stomach churns

The butterflies of vacillating ways

The bobbing bullseye accuracy earns

Id like to show myself in certain style

In silks and satins nervous next to nil

Id like to suck on sugar coated pill

Of flattery and fib to lessen bile

Id like to be just me of humble heft

Ill start to salvage soul though littles left

Chorus heft import mass

 

Revised sonnet #82

Just like the other man I miss the mark

A shame I lack in bite he lacks in spine

Id grab his gifts to overlay those mine 

I see Im like a whale hes like a shark

Theres emptiness inside this story arc

I see your smirks to secret speech incline

You rarely flatter either man too fine

I see Im like a gluon hes like a quark

Attraction then is purely physical

Ive found another whom Id kiss and cup

Attacked as superfluous I stiffen up

You catch eyes intimately quizzical

You wanted more or less a modern man

I did the best I could to prop your plan

Chorus man fellow guy

Revised sonnet #81

I slouch along the metal shelter bench

And ponder much the poster flush in glass

Ill move on off once over drizzle drench

The humble hostess smiles at every class

I guess that giantess sells exotic fix

Your brain abroad its problems swiftly shrink

At rate of frames I fathom blink turns wink

Just her and me the meme I mustnt nix

Once brave I carry over reddish coals

The hostess curled in muscular arms mine

The searing pain I feel in naked soles

At Kalis Thanith feast I show some spine

Air Tophequsi your hostess hosts a dream

I mightve put in her eyes happy gleam

Chorus dream fancy reverie

Revised sonnet #80

Once night time luminous that whitish wake

Of algae from the slashing bow I see

The sparkling plaits of same off stern at lee

Undo a deal as foaming water rake

On land I lolled alone I felt a fake

I set the sailor final question more

Of woman sobbing cabin down one door

The sailor sussed their cruise as make or break

A fag tip flickers shes an anglerfish

Im drawn on draw a pufferfish in awe

To squeeze on past the wedded woman wish

Ill puff out chest all butterflies in craw

I bumble by bioluminescent light

The moon and stars on foil for fools a white

Chorus light glow radiance

 

Revised sonnet #79

Youll filter flattery take modicum

Of platitudes in silence show your nerve

The sugar pill is dealt to keep you dumb

And visible and not to dull your verve

Ive watched you closely both your pal and perv

Youve got a lovely match of boobs and bum

That doesnt differ when youre chuffed or glum

I can assure you loyalty know Ill serve

Youve made a mess identical to last

Its fault of character a fate I fear

Ill whisper what exclusively you hear

And once erased that may miss metal cast

I wonder whether its an evil spell

The error fixes fast you do as well

Chorus spell enchantment invocation

Revised sonnet #78

Hailed off higher plane a pure hermaphrodite

Youre certified I see you could cop cut

Your balls retract till theyre required to jut

Theres little drag your pelvis flap for flight

I like our little cabin crew tonight

Im dazzled by three sets of boobs and butt

The cutie feminine Ive seen in smut

The cougar masculine Ive found in fright

I wind to dusky lights off dimmer switch

You pilot automaton party course

The cutie cautious works out which is which

The cougar callous brings to privates force

Theres something odd about the state of us

These lights and moans are low I mustnt fuss

Chorus us uns oss

 

Revised sonnet #77

Your hips are like a hidden butterfly

Theyve lurched you immortality via luck

The osteoporosis insidious snuck

You fell you snapped a hip you didnt die

The private surgeon was a greedy guy

And pitched you extra metal extra buck

Youd weather whoopy better romp and ruck

Youd pass as female long last leave the lie

Youre next to normal snip of hair and nails

Old black eye lashes baffle never fade

You pencil kohl around them serious shade

You bide the banisters and grip their rails

You felt in gut the pitch all flattery

You said yes gut itself earth battery

Chorus flattery compliment plaudit

Revised sonnet #76

My love youre sweet or sour youre kind or cruel

I catch upon your cheeky shrug or wink

Your little laugh and giggle further fuel

Your haughty gaze exaggerates my slink

You shouldnt shutter natures larger gifts

To kill off whats in context lesser flaw

Id rather suffer sometimes rippling rifts

Myself Im weird in weirs in common law

Ive quit the beauty narrowly Ive known

Your rudest rival who affects a lour

I dont ask why afraid it would empower

Ill leave you should I find a fresher clone

Im filter riddled where youre blinker framed

I love that biased view but youre sort of gamed

Chorus framed enclosed hemmed

Revised sonnet #75

In front of dresser looking glass assigned

Our sauterne copper coloured fully ripe

I look lots like her lest you pan out blind

I love her style and she accepts I swipe

Her shoes are black and brown a two tone type

Her blouse is white its collar flat and winged

Her cap is black its edge a silver stripe

Her coat is navy blue till aqua ringed

If given guns and shells enough in bore

To stamp out sparrows malt house pests of late

Then we assault the pests in contract chore

That grain at risk is safe to germinate

Sir Esvjas Nzist claps us pleased as punch

A bird in bloody bits it meant to munch

Chorus punch cuff thump

Revised sonnet #74

I strut through Sandows body culture gym

Thats me in cheetah print on tightest togs

In cheval mirrors skinny side of slim

I coast through warm up stuff the circuit jogs

A man hoists weights to build up every limb

The cartwheels whizz wide fingers seeming cogs

Im scared of stitch and cramp this interim

Ive made a start on sixteen weeks of slogs

Waxed Whiskers said Id zero skill yet zeal

Anxiety marred the growth of muscle bulk

Hed mentor me I neednt sob or sulk

At massage slap and squeeze I didnt reel

He did a one arm push up dont you know

As mime a boob in cupped hand saw it so

Chorus know grasp realise

Revised sonnet #73

Dear Dicky social intercourse you crave

You suffer self abuse you bow to bane

The victim neednt visit early grave

Afflicted by insidious semen drain 

In Manly Health youd find I much explain

That self abuse as well assaults the brave

And physically fit of muscle gain

Those who in gyms in fact to weights are slave

Your knickerbockers down a bright idea

The pee jar fills exhibits floating gunk

Thats creamy chronic spermorrhea

It disappears if salix nigras drunk

You send a further pound a piddling sum

I wont inform the worried dad or mum

Chorus sum amount tally

Revised sonnet #72

True Doctor Proctor mines a novel knack

I fall asleep unloaded loll off limp

I haunt an inner city sly grog shack

Its jovial publican at close turns pimp

On proper prophylactics might I skimp

A hanky wrapped around tip stem and sack

A hair tie rolled to base your harlots crimp

Id sometime squirt unraveled forth and back

Identified you say its parasyphilis

And women folk I should the while avoid

The chemists cocaine syrup scripted bliss

The first time swabbed I salve to haemorrhoid

Up stairs or lift adjacent balustrade

Your surgery address at Queens Arcade

Chorus balustrade balaustrada balistrad

Revised sonnet #71

Your fantasy elitism lent you nought

Your soul a sop to Satan special guest

You rounded out the numbers like the rest

You missed the point of pyramid you sought

In world of wealth you worshipped bottleneck

The sparkling folk around you shared your shine

You peaked and plunged on pyramid in line

You lost to gigolos yelled what the heck

The crash test dummy Satan set your god

You gave up ghost thats bottom gears to him

Yet he aspired to rest your ride turned gym

The statuettes made of gold you gave the nod

You value Satans glory very vain

Yourself in misted mirror do disdain

Chorus vain conceited narcissitic

pharaoh = fairy, fiery custodian of crematorium

upper fairy corpse burner

lower fairy rubbish incinerator

what are fairies? full of hot air

what do fairies ferry? neither here nor there

pyramid = fired fairy mud

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Revised sonnet #70

On floating clothes I smack a dolly stick

In frills and pleats the fear is box iron singe

Id rather suck a drunken diggers dick 

Id rather mint it minding my own minge

The matron put in place a plan to leave

In laundry kit youd learn to earn your keep

The bustle cuff and sleeve at weight of weave

Egg ball and sleeve irons rid of wrinkles deep

Ive studied Mrs Beetons brilliant book

A wifes exacting standards I more than meet

I thump the tub to champion suds and heat

I ponder luck and not embarrassed look

I miss the laid on gin and pretty pence

Those gentlemen of covert consequence

Chorus pence cents rupees

Revised sonnet #69

A standard sailor suit Id wear a card

The whistling driver drove on never fussed

I liked to case the humming horse tram yard

Id sit so still concerned conductors sussed

Id slink inside a horse tram dead of dusk

Id study making whoopee strokes turned sighs

Off roller seats arose their sensual musk

Those massaged mammaries Id memorise

The honey hair the cheeks of rosy bloom

The cycle riding coat in black and gray

The tilted hat its veil and pheasant plume

The boots on shoulders his the thighs that splay

To orphanage I would then wander back

In hooky nature study risk of smack

Chorus back ritorno terug

Revised sonnet #68

I chase as social scientist sometime sleuth

The fallen Fort St sisters story line

The blush of coloured cheeks a gory wine

The lighting soft and stark in total Truth

If parents simply spread the genes infirm

If sluts to fate awake assert themselves

Investigative journalism there delves

I wring the hands afraid of flimsiest germ

I reckon blame on Randolph clitoris

Your nibbled nipples decadent hors doeuvres

That vulva vague you finger buried nerves

As culprits calibrate theyre hit or miss

To press the cotton drawers and pantaloons

Of classy whores an inkling silver spoons

Chorus pantaloons pantalonger pantaloni

 

Revised sonnet #67

A Magdalen I am the clothes of class

I loiter Durham St I pitch a lay

Arrear the building brick and glass and brass

Upon the cedar deck of empty dray

The cutest mule youll mount I say and bray

He raises skirt and petticoat to peep

The satin boots I stomp apart to splay

He drops his pants at once he plunges deep

A monocle or pince nez secret keep

He doesnt recognise his dirty doves

The passersby to queer conclusions leap

His style the bowler walking stick and gloves

You bank the money when you catch your breath

You cream the city life in little death

Chorus breath puff wind

Revised sonnet #66

The Parliament act pushes prudish view

It hustles bawds and harlots underground

It gives the constable a clever clue

The spate of break ins beyond a pubic mound

Tobacco shop is set up Percys front

The smokescreen serves to waiver wives

To stogy connoisseurs I pander blunt

That pressure puts a prick in braggart lives

Ill bat all butts to storage room out back

To sniff at cigarettes or shredded leaf

I sell them doggie style its bucking brief

Theyre not aligned to suck at swinging rack

Two shillings buys you smoko quickie fun

Two guineas buys you holidays all done

Chorus fun merriment sport

Revised sonnet #65

A fancy man on make and former lout

In gloves and collar wife the casual whore

Ill pull an idling punter by the snout

Jerk her unfettered pantaloons to fore

He owns a pipe Ill light its plug and puff

He owns a shirt same size as me in cut

Ill put it on and pluck at crease and fluff

The while they kiss arrear a curtain shut

His crown Ill clap if critical of look

His balls Ill kick at whiff of wild romance

A second pound allows him bowwow stance

Ive shouted shots of gin at barroom nook

The day job seamstress shell sew a blouse

In even stitches small suspicion rouse

Chorus blouse blose bluse

Revised sonnet #64a

The dirty doves earn me quite decent cash

Their bosoms squeezed in frame of flounce and bow

Their stays their waists indent on loop of lash

To cheeks the rouge applies a gorgeous glow

Queen st address the building borders flash

All walks of life the punters high and low

Though diggers staple sort as slaves to gash

The shillings clink the wine and whiskey flow

Our dove Elizabeth turned thirty glum

And worked as washer woman made ends meet

A punter overlapped and cleaned the sheet

They married happy shes a model mum

I left the life at thirty three turned bawd

In pass of prime I prove as good as flawed

Chorus bawd madam procuress

Revised sonnet #63

A spell of sexual abstinence the plan

In summer since the vicar stands in guide

I tentatively turn to puritan

The spill of seed a potent homicide

Your legs in slumber sweat you spread out wide

To dry your balls your dreams a female find

The succubus inserts as phony bride

Your member milks you thrash the tightest grind

Just Mr Hares invention makes you pure

The nipple clip electrodes pulse you sane

You issue muscles sexual dream disdain

Your postal order pound invests its cure

A butchers boy on bike I carry meat

To homes of local girls I like to greet

Chorus meat brawn  flesh

Revised sonnet #62

He tilts rosy sunglasses soon sees me

Raises revs of latest Naserati

We agree to speed to private party

He taps my thigh his tone tends to breezy

His ascent as chef one far off easy

Diners drummed in cream of arty farty

Silver service restaurant evincing hearty

Salmon sautéed neither dry or greasy

Other duvet wraps a drowsy fellow

Brain alive yet limbs immobilized are

Sort of looks a lecher lolling mellow

Queers coccooned are we the parallels jar

Truth to tell Im never really picky

What a sneak to turn to slip a mickey

Chorus picky choosy fussy

bubonic

bubastic

scalliwag

scalliger 

Revised sonnet #61

Wander we wet wharf thick piles and gables

Cloaked in limpets oysters clams and mussels

Paddle crab off sponges by us bustles

Bides abandoned pulleys chains and cables

Furtive finger flick fun fare enables

Tickles tentative then turn to tussles

Fingers fondle fine skin raw silk rustles

Heavy humps the stuff of fisher fables

Low tide lays out mire above gulls glide gyre

We eye razor mouths of mussel clusters

Dare they cut us come out knuckledusters

Not ours easy veins availing vampire

Nod I limb regeneration notion

Found fake fish starfish throughout an ocean

Chorus notion idea concept

Revised sonnet #60

Baron Octopus in blush adopts green

Where green wall of coral camouflage acts

Billows cloud of ink then exits black scene

Eel invader robbed of visible tracts

Princess Prawn transparently treks tiptoe

Wears a fearful phony eye on her arse

Cannibals if curious lately lie low

Till tide turn if usual prawn prey prove sparse

Cropper Hermit Crab inhabits conch shell

Wishes conches coolest natural end

Hermit crabs if happy on death dont dwell

Pincher over pincer hierarchies rend

Hes so fun and far from fuddyduddy

He allows aquariums clear or muddy

Chorus fuddyduddy traditionalist square

Revised sonnet #59

We take diving masks off our own faces

Down Poor Knights tightest tunnels

We tread water wary zero paces

We tie put the boat in widest funnels

Next he wipes away the salty runnels

From jaw mine and we exchange embraces

Next he kisses me at bobbing gunnels

Pothole mazes are the strangest spaces

Moray eel ambushes cockabully

Shoal of yellow parrotfish takes plunges

Down amongst the red and orange sponges

We view fishes fascinating fully

My man muses much on sea things they thrive

Sun touched by torch lit I nod too no jive

Chorus thrive flourish prosper

Revised sonnet #58

My darling loves to clutch my fine red hair

I did tell him Id dreamt myself a blonde

Our plan out bush to biff all worldly care

Our kisses private cordoned by a frond

Our hollow where unhappy cats abscond

The Urewera treetop tuis are heard

To lone trills past a sunrise chorus bond

The kakas cackle criticism concurred

The holy winds Tawhirimatea incites

A sickly soul revives on verge of death 

The malady identified in breath

The crisp air he inhales off icy heights

The crazy diets Id do Id grow and shrink

The hair and nails Id shed a nod to skink

Chorus shrink dwindle wane

Revised sonnet #57

My hair heavy hangs so sea spray laden

We view past the promontory narrow

Mapped out myth the maiden next to maiden

Peaks that play third suitor halve to harrow

Mute volcanoes lava like a marrow

Suitors play theyre stuck on maiden mountain

Inching barrow past the others barrow

Skipping suicide show as fiery fountain

She tossed him a wad of mint unmarked cash

She asked him to shoo away the daughters

Wild teens hers and drawn to manly moustache

Nothing stronger served than bottled waters

Every second souls a boy theyre on tap

Bar tsunami strike or lightning ball zap

Chorus tap faucet valve

Revised sonnet #56

My squeeze and I talked tortuous teenage pain

My baffling bosom size its gain and loss

My blotch of skin and spots and bulge of vein

My period cramps unflinched a carried cross

His random randiness an awkward strain

His brain to consciousness a slave or boss

His clumsy arms and legs the growth quick gain

My squeeze expressed in phrases free of floss

A crafty crab on sand trap crimps its lip

The flax affords my bare calves crisscross cuts

My shins press pimpernel to sway and dip

While we weave way around the sedge tramp ruts

The shifting bars of sand their banking beach

He reckons build and blunt the breakers reach

Chorus beach coast strand

Revised sonnet #55

Te Auroa whistled high to hoist the mood

The pool reflected back to her her face

The tohitohi surfaced silver hued

A dragonfly asserted silent grace

Though chosen by excitable elite

The brains and beauty led to lonely snare

That demigoddess gifted head to feet

Then worried over girls of lesser ware

Id value him a sweet and simple soul

If low on luck that makes us deuce and deuce

A chance at happiness our common goal

A mythical trope might yet be of use

An inkling him the milk and me the cream

That octopus escapes in cloud of dream

Chorus cream crema creme

Revised sonnet #54

At Whites Beach wind bends coprosoma strands

The toitoi hold their ground on close exam

The clay track twists till sand there self disbands

Against the bluff the constant breakers slam

Hes fond of fabled felon laugh on lam

George Wilder caper clifftop altitude

In vacant cottage civil giving damn

The note he leaves in large oozed gratitude

The shags and gannets fish in foaming swells

They wriggle kahawai out from the clinging kelp

I board the basking shark and give a yelp

He ushers me off it eyes worried wells

He praises red hair mine I rise in mood

Then praise him back on baby blue eyes viewed

Chorus mood aura feel

 

Revised sonnet #53

Pohutakawa encountered looks to flee

The twisted roots exhibited tale tell

Theyre knuckle white at low tide ebbing sea

Around the rocks and stones they cup they dwell

Two kingfishers their foil a solstice frost

Abandon brilliant stonk of cloud of gnats

The flighty crowd of sandhoppers accost

They fear in landing pounce of feral cats

He guesses wrinkling waves an ozone drug

To mermaid might you melt immersed enough

Accepting kiss I so accept the cryptid stuff

As apes aquatic blubber bound we hug

He says that loves a mundane cause yet sweet

He bides the braids of hair I do till neat

Chorus sweet nice pleasant

Tower object taller than it is wide

Tower of babel a tower of words or alphabet blocks

At place

Lant stale urine

Is building

Atlantis place of the stale urine building

Lanted gentry collectors of stale urine

the natural detergent on deforested lant

You couldnt see the lant for the trees

an old pixie lumber jack proverb or see saw sayso 🎲🎲🎲

Revised sonnet #52

A mountain fellfield find to us appeals

Its screes slice savagely at sandstone slides

He estimates the gallons deluge deals

Then we invade a cave that creeper rides

Tohunga bones abandoned compost bides

He kisses red hair mine his fingers catch

The raking rain as suddenly subsides

It rills upon fern fronds fanned flat as hatch

The kamahi and mafoe sway and snatch

In path of boots and shins and boughs yield moss

As we vault past a mould and lichen patch

And splash the waterway in scum and dross

The both of us trekked wet thats nearly nude

His kit uncannily tight muscles hewed

Chorus nude bare stark

 

Revised sonnet #51

Rangi teao rere drawn to strife once rife

Renowned himself in melee martial drill

He made of noble wahine a wife

Huritini just blessed in looks to kill

His violent views invested such a chill

That she stayed scarce soul letting silence rule

He wanted war its bloody overspill

Then she drowned drawn down a steaming pool

He fluffs up red hair mine and calls it cool

And we slip slide steam stained stark basalt rocks

A tightened tummy feel I glimpsing ghoul

Or foggy furl of face it melts and mocks

I smile upon his smile and fudge a blush

The menstrual strike I feel a facial flush

Chorus blush bloos blozen

 Revised sonnet #50

Impulsively Ill blurt the dormant deed

Invade your meditative private space

The context wrong though phrases rightly read

Our lives are separate they interlace

And so a fluke it is Im granted grace

In gentle gaze yours sense I patient heed

The errors stack up grit and never seed

It dies a story set on saving face

I find it hard to quit effect and cause

I worship Saturns maw and origin

Alleged golden age of kith and kin

Thats Saturns period versus seguing pause

On all else we agree to disagree

I love to love you love to love just me

Chorus disagree counter oppose

Revised sonnet #49 

My squeeze and I trekked over foaming sand

Of Ninety Mile Beach not as long as claimed

Though beautiful and colorfully named

The Reinga ridge thinned down to ocean grand

A Maori mister toted tuatua stuck in sack

A plastic tiki hung on his thick neck

In bushy beard a salt and pepper fleck

In surfer shorts a shadowy builders crack

Two tuatua cost us seven roll your owns

They cooked in crackling curls of jetsam wood

In circle made of rounded rocks and stones

The sunset streaked our hair in hat and hood

Our dawdling feet indented zero marks

On soaking sand in flowing and ebbing arcs

Chorus mark prints scores

Revised sonnet #48

My squeeze and I assaulted rough Lion Rock 

The summit conquered from the safest side

The breeze in blusters knocked us weak and wide

Old Whakaari pa panned prize braking chock

Lion Rock joined sea and sky around its block

Our kisses witnessed none nought here to hide

The gently gliding gulls in concert cried

The grounded gannets grew to silent flock

The sunset sees us walk down steps to base

As change of guard of insect life occurs

The cricket chirps cicada chirps displace

The surf explosive over sharp edged spurs

At one oclock walked we wet arm in arm

Through low tide cave of pebbles pit of calm

Chorus arm arm arm

Revised sonnet #47

Your jewellery is gorgeous glass of paste

Ive clicked upon your nape its nickel clasp

The rhinoplasty no expensive waste

You made your beauty better still I grasp

Your voice I value when it offers rasp

On serious subjects far off feckless haste

Your eloquence a quirk at which I gasp

You come off charming clinically chaste

Your sister granted more of natures gifts

The envied center piece of sibling rivalry

I fear in her the flaw of ribaldry

A muddled break of balls it never lifts

You make the most of what youve got a lot

Youre not the dregs if damaged by a dot

Chorus lot mass pile

 Revised sonnet #46

Tall baby giant on hoarding fifteen feet 

Yet giants arent feared they dont in fact exist

If so big baby human granted gist

Its but a photo blown up know theyre neat

In war the humans won the giants they beat

On silver screen a propaganda mist

The human faces giant revisionist

The massive movie star an honest cheat

The giants and humans not the types to trust

To pixies who turn dreams real dunk in dust

Of saw the cream that stands against a gust

In waffle cone then build a loaf in crust

Transhuman we are we that ever were

Ours pixie dust a saw of see they blur

Chorus were vas was

Revised sonnet #45

You loomed like lovers previous nothing new

Your manners matched you seemed to imitate

You loitered looking lost milled mall milieu

Your lack of purpose plain youd intimate

You mutter mind Ill never drone adieu

Your friends and mine each other infiltrate

I can expect your championship your skew

Ill watch your back a bondage indicate

I showed you how to dodge an ex you spot

I grew a bushy beard and dipped a brim

Embarrassing encounter gauged as grim

The camouflage to cover stomach knot

You favoured me to the tee stirred unique

You grew a floppy fringe and dipped a peak

Chorus unique only singular

 

Revised sonnet #44

You dont trust me you slink as if a sleuth

Ill stop sugaring the stems of flowers

In vases since youre lately quite uncouth

I guess your inner infant looks and lours

A bloom escapes your cheeks in passing hours

I had the luck to catch your earliest kiss

Upset I stand the memory now sours

You trek through time obliterate its bliss

I wondered what you were as little girl

I wouldve liked to splice us half and half

Amend your infant portrait photograph

Appear your pal one magic finger swirl

Your eyes avail the little girl I see

Tears well your spark in water memory

Chorus see behave view

Revised sonnet #43

Stephanie de Millay I hostess am

To Isabella bride and Humphrey groom

The catapults of Saracens shots slam

Against a castles hallowed hall or room

Sir Reynard dawdles down the colonnade

And sips the serum from a silver cup

The union mine and his in heaven made

The minstrels melody is now jacked up

Knights ransom worth of madfuna and ale

Appeased that seiging sultan Saladin

To create a session neither lose or win

The wedding went ahead at smaller scale

The turreted tower south east cordoned clear

A site to wed in war if free of fear

Chorus clear distinct free

Revised sonnet #41

A stretch yet flat and fine as foil of gold

Are we as mortgagees of mammons mint

It wasnt long ago when we were skint

A spell on streets in winter left us cold

I jerked the juggling rings aside on hold

You borrowed from a random ancient bint

I sold the car to wreckers heeding hint

You flicked the magic cards aside a fold

A little flat thats baby coffins squared

In realtor jargon perched on bottom rung

Of ladder clambered quickly never sprung

The corner kitchenette unlit yet aired

In harmony two live as well as one

As priceless we view rise or set of sun

Chorus one en une

Revised sonnet #42

At looking glass I glance in it Im old

The skin is wrinkle rid the hair is grey

The passing hours I hate I mean to scold

I look away a whit I feel okay

Your double wrinkles fetch you into fold 

Im sugar daddy less each passing day

A single strand of grey takes signal hold

I fear youll catch on quick youll disobey

Ive had to fight to get things fine Ive got

Its need to know in protocol and pent

Ive spoilt you rotten lavishly Ive spent

Sip stem cell syrup kept in crystal pot

Your riddles luxuries that never jade

You sugar baby might I fast unfade

Chorus jade enervate tire

Revised sonnet #40

I cruised canal Taib noodled back and forth

I learnt it older aeons of late unearthed

I dreamt of big airships there barged or berthed

Of man made mistrals pushing south and north

Of crackling roman concrete coliseums

Their silver joints and granite spiral stairs

Their filter sands and soots in porous pairs

That buffeted till breathing water plumbs

The absent arrowheads of battlefields

And broken castles speak of sudden quake

Their golden age erased to found that fake

Ye olden writer violent strawmen wields

You dress in crackling silks against the odds

Yes drink the water drawn off lightning rods

Chorus odds likelihood vantage

Revised sonnet #39

The pesky pal you hack you huff you hate

Im wholly by your private parts opined

If little husband spiders mad to mate

To sacrifice a foot to wife is kind

The camera inside a ceiling grate

I film your filth the eye turned fairly blind

A bossy britches when you copulate

You ululate your lust you grant gents grind

You brag about the morning after pill

In obsequy they back out bowing and bowing

They wonder how you suffer furtive ploughing

They let themselves escape an overkill

Im hobbled by a small inheritance

I haste to hand you half it merits chance

Chorus inheritance birthright legacy

Revised sonnet #38

He sweat the dominatrix prone to pout

In kangaroo hot pants and bra that night

Hard cold cuffs clicked upon him sassy sleight

A knead of knuckles forceful fun found out

The riding crop above he writhed about

He would and wouldnt want its fight or flight

Then she hit him hard she unleashed her might

He sobbed submissive stuff he wouldnt shout

He was a wriggling worm of lowly birth

He was a naughty little primping ponce

He was a mental midget mugging mirth

He was a luckless loser nixed the nonce

He licked her high heel strap to sole to spike

He did her duties never known to pike

Chorus spike prong tine

Revised sonnet #37

The sultan soon ignores the senior wife

Instals young bride as harems hottest chute

The celtikei affair on edge of knife

I fear the fiddle string of vicious mute

The sultan keeps as company astute

Tough bodyguards ten midgets mutes and fools

On modest salary and loyal to loot

And sacred eunuchs haunt the hamman pools

A eunuch from the empire Ottoman

In front of kapikulli strum I strings

Of ceng I thrill the thralls the best I can

I massage mint the sudsiest rectal rings

At bells attached to toes of hers I suck

The wife on bottom rung I build to buck

Chorus suck gulp quaff

Revised sonnet #36

A freckle mole or pick axe scar of pox

Cold cream ceruse is very good to hide

A beautys face and neck and bosom eyed

Are soothing sites and fantasy unlocks

A little lead and lemon stops the clocks

Allows the noblemen a look inside

Allows a softer social climbing bride

Allows in public eye a soar in stocks

If consummate the cleavage covers lungs

That rot and never see the light of day

It rises ruinous inner ribs read rungs

A steaming bath of salts it might obey

The beauty whom the sculptors used to use

A wreck of woman her conceit ceruse

Chorus use employ operate

Revised sonnet #35B

As fountain automatons hale the hours

And weather bias that bit of solar year

The air and water pressure pump them powers

The froth and bubbles liven me I swear

The grains of gold come caulk canals just near

They gild the liquid streets and bunker bowers

Viaducts drag down the gold in stormy showers

It grows in grooves of granite stair and gear

The modest maiden chants of golden age 

The days of crackling silk their ambient hum

And her hands harp on plenty line ends strum

On pleasant clime tower bells act brake and gauge

On crackling immortality Im sold

I hold to heart this ambient coin of gold

Chorus sold bagged closed

Revised sonnet #35A

Abacad abacad abacad raj

Ebeced ebeced ebeced rex

Abacad abacad abacad raj

Ebeced ebeced ebeced rex

Abacad abacad abacad raj

Ebeced ebeced ebeced rex

Abacad abacad abacad raj

Ebeced ebeced ebeced rex

Ibicid ibicid ibicid rig

Obocod obocod obocod rol

Obocod obocod obocod rol

Ibicid ibicid ibicid rig

Ubucud ubucud ubucud run

Ubucud ubucud ubucud run

Chorus run manage direct

Revised sonnet #34

Im Zephyr gust august against a harp

Of seven ropes inside the stern end frame

Though bow end dressed in sail and sort of same

I sing the weather mellow flat or sharp

I puff on chimney rims the weather parp

The window shutters open guide and game

As guest I sprint quite svelte or limp quite lame

In corridors I croon in nooks I carp

I puff in weather engine organ pipes

They get the gist the pistons rise and drop

In pull and push of calibrated stop

The fine tuned captain chokes or hints or hypes

Of little water lots of air Im proof

A heat exchanger from a copper roof

Chorus proof evidence testimony

Revised sonnet #33

The malady incurred via constant cough

Young Cupid limped to cross a steaming stream

The silver sword and scabbard he took off

And sat in steaming pool and slept till dream

The centaur Chiron generous and brave

Then grabbed the sword to hone on pumice stone

And icicle and whipped it clean through wave

Then laid it next to Cupid act unknown

A sickly nymph in selfsame steaming pool

Immersed in bid to exit rid of rash

The pumice dust and silver grind its stash

A proven anti inflammatory fuel

To simple sighs and splashes Cupid woke

As next to him a nymph inclined to soak

Chorus woke roused stirred

Revised sonnet #32

That Cupid cued the arrow could I guess

Its burning head had hit and pierced the chest

Id woken screaming under deep duress

Id heard how he assaulted played the pest

Then into lake I leapt that waters quell

The fire I suffered far inside the ribs

I sensed the ruptured skin turn cool and well

The scars that formed I feared as large as squibs

I surfaced soon and broke the arrow off

The buried barb then served the lungs as plug

I drained in reputation rather smug

I spat out water while in midst of cough

Aswim I wished Id gotten wounded worse

And melted down to dolphin cuter curse

Chorus worse erger pire

Revised sonnet #31

A mass of curly hair upon young Kate

Yet facial symmetries a beauty state

You catch the sudden smiles that elevate

Yes she is after all your ardent mate

You know the funny mix of luck and fate

You deem your pals in need of double date

Your list of ladies isnt long or great

You ask your Kate to solve the singles strait

The girl is modest down to mincing gait

The girl is nearly nineteen no jail bait

The girl is buxom brink of overweight

The girl is social sort to cooperate

You pride yourself its proof youll delegate

Upon the double date youll celebrate

Chorus delegate commission entrust

Revised sonnet #13

The sheltered smoke of roman frankincense

Turned ash I smeared upon myself till paste

I posed upon the balcony at vents

The rain erased the muck as water waste

I dried and dressed in scythian hemp in haste

I puffed on lumberjack true pixie dust

You were the next to shower and came off chaste

The rain if cool and clear occluded lust

The baffled balustrade inhales a gust

I look across concrete canals to west

There barges bob and glide and locks adjust

Our castle water reservoirs invest

The balcony is niche to pots of lant

Atlantean then the world wide water plant

Chorus lant lant lant

Revised sonnet #30

Ten big blue biro blips across the map

Of use to us itinerary nodes

You squirmed the dig of shoulder strap

I valued little known old rustic roads

A priest at steering wheel went where we went

The bikes then we eased flat on black truck deck

The cozido thats broiled in crater vent

Of which youd heard he had at call and beck

At Tlimmoh Nodjeim Island got his game

His fingers freely waddled up your leg

As fancied puffins what a powder keg

The lofty monastery rather lame

I paid him off in copper coins in sort

And we took off on bikes of no import

Chorus sort kind type

Revised sonnet #29

Yes Julies husbands bumbling brings a grope

In deficit of harm you keep it hush

In benefit of doubt you blank to cope

In company theirs next you cringe and blush

Yes Julies walls away on sofa plush

As he assaults inside your moment weak

You caught in corridor alone and flush

Against the wall youre bustled by the sneak

This tortuous episode you feel youll freak

You lever him away yank blouse and skirt

You writhe it rough you know youre not unique

If Julies last to know youre hardly hurt

That pampered individual versed in guile

Yes Julies husbands bumbling brings up bile

Chorus guile artifice slyness

Revised sonnet #28

She sleeps serene in coma void of guile

Ive got an office lover little vain

Its dozy dalliance done around the dial

Till things turn true to normal once again

I must admit in past Id been a pain

Id shoot her down in sneers Id undermine

The jaws of life beneath the tow truck crane

Had cut her from the car crash cut it fine

I wondered was it otherworldly sign

Id wished a crash upon her meddling mum

The meme induced a shiver down the spine

Evoked a vibe that made me more than glum

Shes so subservient what youd want in life

I waiver just estranged in range of wife

Chorus life lewe liv

Revised sonnet #27

Manslaughter sort of how he hacked his end

His face angelic neither sweet or sour

He was in fact a loyal ebullient friend

Wed done the deed unhinged in public bower

We hugged the priest in sudden hail and shower

Mist cloaked us next in grey much like a gauze

On straps the coffin lowered I flung one flower

We studied sombrely effect and cause

The episode to end abruptly draws

Old friends they were at first the sort ideal

To thoughts that he expressed I gave applause

The fling in circumstance I can conceal

I wont whitewash woe neither will I sulk

The black tar vulgar was free from fake bulk

Chorus sulk brood grouse

Revised sonnet #26

Ill suffer since Im smug nod null known cure

Ill slouch upon a sofa suck in stalest air

Ill wear a wife whos warm and pretty pure

And blonde as banister upon the stair

I mustnt bitch as life is more than fair

I live off notes and bonds via interest

At conferences pass as folding chair

I parrot corny jokes to join in jest

Of harmony at home I keep abreast

The wife in cloaking drape and carpet reds

In paint of sunset scenes she sees ooze west

The lipstick shawl skirt socks and shoes embeds

A set of furniture in open sight

A couple camouflaged at bourgeois height

Chorus sight look view 

Revised sonnet #24

And so she stands you up the date a clue

You call to double check yet all in vain

Youve gotten brush off big time nothing new

Your numbers blocked the tactics self explain

You seek success of which the price is pain

You wonder whether stalking counts as work

You gather agony transmutes to gain

You need to grow a spine as now you shirk 

Young once I was you wont to wilt then irk

I knotted noose to hasten my own end

I pondered such a soul a decent jerk

I put on cotton clothes that least offend

I roll on punches clip the jab on chin

You need a spliff or shot of Bombay gin

Chorus chin barbilla hake

Revised sonnet #23

My dear Im daunted by your etiquette

I push a safety valve its overflow

You hide your feelings deep you block and vet

I show my feelings flat I cuss and crow

You find a silver lining stuck in woe

I rate a woe as harbinger of more

You find a fault amended chance to grow

I rate a fault as sign of rotten core

Your hesitation hangs you half a bore

My spontaneity mounts me much a wreck

To everyone else were a constant chore

You yoke your yielding arms around my neck

If back to back if front to front two one

Unpopular and linked to nearly none

Chorus one een une

Revised sonnet #25

When Cupid picked up Psyche full of groans

And over orange trees those tight two flew

Annoyed at him and not the broken bones

Of nosiness her anger greatly grew

Next Cupid carried her far from folks view

The broken ankles put in plaster cast

To soporific remedies the skew

And Psyche cried in silence mind in past

The candle burns on him if less than blast

Off clumsy her diminished lovely looks

Apollo promised her a monster vast

On either side cool calculating crooks

If Zeus turned her to goddess loving zest

Then Cupid married more than second best

Chorus zest gusto relish

Revised sonnet #20

If glad or critical your eyes just cry

If high or humorous your hollers hush

If wise or ignorant your smiles sign shy

If mad or mesmerised your cheeks take blush

If hurt or bellicose your locks look lush

If late or energised your gait is brisk

If slim or corpulent your frocks fit flush

If free or ratified your bets ooze risk

If kind or paranoid your fingers frisk

If naive or arrogant your questions nip

If wild or whimsical your gestures whisk

If pure or polarized your numbers dip

To spirituality Ill swear the oath

If it is it Im baffled by your growth

Chorus oath pledge vow

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Revised sonnet #22

You say to me the words I want to hear

You echo what I say above and beyond

You bulk it up to notes that engineer

Or boil it down to points that correspond

You fit on me the mode of which Im fond

You mirror what I do at heavens hurled

You work it down to depths of demimonde

Or winch it up to links of underworld

I like to heap your hair if waved if curled

I like to lightly stroke your solid hips

I like to pitch your parasol if furled

I like to paint a pink along your lips

True were alike I weigh you little less

Youre bubbly fun apart you effervesce

Chorus less reduced skimpier

Revised sonnet #21

She slurps some ouzo out of crystal glass

Then ice cubes clinks on strike of swizzle stick

The captain shows in Greek a brassy sass

In orders called to crew those followed quick

She senses instantly that they two click

Theyre down to their togs due to summer heat

Then wonders what it would taste like to lick

Tattoo of turtle over his tight seat

The shallow waters serve as honest cheat

Their snorkel dive eschews the reap of sponge

Its pilots log unopened plonked quite neat

The sunken aeroplane is met on plunge

The petty problems since she slinked off home

A captivating captain wreck theyd comb

Chorus home dwelling residence

Revised sonnet #19

The arguments initiate mutual hurt

Id rather sulk unheard than force a fact

The silence leads you onto high alert

Id rather feign the double cataract

Quite unalike thats opposites exact

You stand your ground and see I shy away

You set in stone and learn I ply a pact

You rule a roost and hear I but obey

You double down and know I often sway

You spend in spree and bet I save in bank

You know it all and sense I muse astray

You favour file and get I rise in rank

Twixt them the tolerance that matters most

If mans a virus woman has to host

Chorus most greatest principally

Revised sonnet #18

Closed circuit cameras are closely eyed

A juvenile delinquent chooses crime

The tester perfume spray on wrist applied

Its ambergris and bermagot in mime

As balm of Gildead from equator clime

Ends dropped in cleavage business is brisk

You only pilfer product peers view prime

Then more inside your skirt you flick and whisk

A shame in law Im not allowed to frisk

The lack of conscience makes me mad till blush

I wonder why you would take low yield risk

Ill catch you next time total tracking hush

Youre not that marvellous you melt in crowd

If caught in it Id guess youll cuss aloud

Chorus crowd horde throng

Revised sonnet #17

You criticize your husbands every move

Theres nothing left that he enlists as right

The fragile chauvinism a fact you prove

You stand your ground you guarantee one fight

Your status lower than his the social plight

Your weekly salary the stingier sum

Of feisty feminism youre an acolyte

Youre last to know the nanny has it rum

The nannys gestures meek and easygoing

Elusive prize appear to him in stress

Ive seen them pashing any stage of dress

You live a lie on brink of never knowing

A caring soul if shes in birth third world

The dab at spooning him on sofa curled

Chorus world globe sphere

Revised sonnet #16

You sly shortsellers who adore the plunge

In shares your profits paying off money owed

You squeeze till penny stock you dry your sponge

Your faith in failure silver lining lode

Yet female beauty boosts in lovers ode

An everlasting emphasis on health

And gifts that certified cash cant corrode

Ill list the certainties of cyber wealth

The amethyst eyes bringing blue to light

The pearl teeth signaling a subtle smile

The ruby lips of pout in blossom bright

The copper hair heaped high in coil and pile

Our currencies are calories and watts

Through motor mounted neural nano bots

Chorus watts watts watts

Revised sonnet #15

A stranded soul I queasily enquire

Cocquettes concerned in clique of peer to peer

To catalogue and catwalk will aspire

Is any modest underneath veneer?

You say youre not a psychic soul or seer

You havent seen a frozen pose and pout

A clever cut of clothes yes nothing queer

The code of decency they couldnt flout

A gambling man I am Im linked to luck

To quirky coincidence I look to muse

Upon expedient deeds in name of ruse

I frown I wince at ways to pass the buck

Ill meet the babe the way its ever meant

In circumstance of dozy accident

Chorus meant deemed ordained

Revised sonnet #14

I swipe a strand upon your crinkling nose

In waking dream I see our stars align

Youre mine alone I sigh in sleep repose

I please you after none else do I pine

Your fingers samba length of my arched spine

Your curls above the pillowcase emerge

Your blurred eyes next initiate blurred eyes mine

Inside soft satin sheets I sense an urge

I feel Ive eaten pounds of candy floss

Ill go aloof a little bit this week

Enough to puzzle not enough to pique

Youd have to read my mind made up at loss

Ill roll away thats nothing nice teeth gnash

And draw the pash to stymie sugar crash

Chorus gnash rasp scrape

Revised sonnet #12

Old friend I nod those faults you find in her

Youd never utter words as nasty liar 

Yet height of faults in her is where you err

As shes annoying in nuance and nothing dire

Of state of feeling shell too quick enquire

The steady gaze of hers is sort of rude

One gesture made to manners shell admire

The cut of cloth thats hers embodies crude

And what you see in her is nothing new

As shes owned up to faults in wit aware

Of kooky farce its creaky custom snare

Of habit overhaul years overdue

And shes aware of stuff that widely riles

Aside self centre she admires your smiles

Chorus riles angers infuriates

Revised sonnet #10

Across that crowd I look eyes mine inquire

The beautiful young face I feel is fazed

I wonder what proposed provokes to ire

In din of chat and music sense erased

A moment earlier when our gazes grazed

I had a hunch that her Id hug and squire

I sipped at brandy glass and longer lazed

I felt the liquor light in lungs its fire

As her young face affords a fleeting smile

I burn to touch those tresses long and lank

Id like to do it not a party prank

Im paralysed yet passionate the while

I was then startled from a fugue I dwelt

She sashayed over sexy strong and svelte

Chorus dwelt lodged resided

Revised sonnet #11

Inside that rusted grate

I faced a cherubs plight

They fried the crumbs I ate

To clip me small and slight

In yoke I dream of flight

Then Cerberus odd glower

His growls adorn the night

In cupboard bunk I cower

Head binders wield all power

It squeezes out relief

Ill bide a golden shower 

Their bottom growth the brief

Theyll clip in weighted wings

An older cherub brings

Chorus wings fins pinions

Revised sonnet #9

The finer fingers hers to hold invite

The fatter fingers mine in hers expand

The veins are violet next to knuckles white

They link like loops of skinny rubber band

Once her eyes moisten soft they understand

I sometimes struggle much and see self sook

Ill minimise a friend the fight at hand

In backtrack feeble fresh opponents brook

Yet she insists Im loyal alone on hook

And she agrees to mosey by abyss

And she exerts a sympathetic look

And she imparts a captivating kiss

I thought that true love excluded pain

A wary man I was way wrong again

Chorus pain ache twinge

Revised sonnet #7

I smile as shes cute

And wears a wimple

I listen lulled mute

Her singsong simple

Her balanced brow knits

At overdone clap

A new idea flits

I turn to toe tap

From excellent eyes

I wouldnt dare part

Her eloquent art

Oppresses raw sighs

Her words are airy

Her passions vary

Chorus airy breezy draughty

Revised sonnet #8

I found the jellyfish across the beach

As dead as dodos after hurricane

Immortal otherwise inside your reach

To polyps never shall they shrink again

Above tide mark in sun scorched sandy leach

I further found anemones thus slain

I touched those toxic tendrils dried out each

A nod to metal chicken weather vane

You seem a painted statue retro grand

You suffer skin tags often stay in sick

Id clone you body parts except those ick

I love you lots and lots you understand

Across the dead dry driftwood will I cut

Your name you validate a daily rut

Chorus cut nick slice

Revised sonnet #4

A dreary dolour dolled up gush of glee

A nuanced esteem on criminal mislaid

A negative alliance when granted lee

A legal loophole slavishly obeyed

A bullys victim broken forced to flee

A slip through crack and into darkest shade

A natural end based on pent up pee

A rubberneck of accident and aid

A never was in wastrel humblebrag

A leaking pipe to bucket echoed plop

A public park that pongs of bovine dag

A virtue signalled by the stingiest sop

The world is full of silly stuff I fear

I moan its ruin as others oddly swear

Chorus fear cringe dread

Revised sonnet #2

Old pal own up to dirty deeds youve done

Blackberries prick and river deltas silt

The game of lost and found is never fun

Id rather not affect the judge and jilt

Ive known you ages flatting on or off

You covet all the clothes in which I dress

I cast you hint the artificial cough

I wouldnt want a copycat excess

Your life I view as fun and beautiful

Though different if gauged against that mine

In other zones I find you dutiful

You like your cooking chores to soups incline

The borrowed blouses creased and full of lint

Affordable are when youre scarcely skint

Chorus lint fluff pile

Revised sonnet #3

The plight of gorgeous people who arrest

The public eye is leisurely decline

From drop dead doll to pretty cute at best

In sugared vase of water flowers fare fine

Youre such a person from that chichi class

Your potty patter people overgloss

It drags you down to general morass

I reckon rude or start of hearing loss

And since you havent spawned a single heir

Your great inheritance is up for grabs

Your nihilism if naughty does endear

You reccommend a novel cure for crabs

Yet theres that threat too terminal disease

Yes look at parenthood it wont displease

Chorus disease illness malaise

Revised sonnet #6

In rendezvous park

Lank platinum hairs

Against old root bark

The voyeur in me rears

Her puzzling eyes spark

Her phlegmy throat clears

Her cleavage tilt squares

Her studious brows arc

On terms her thoughts weigh

A pout and lip bite

A flick of page right

Then butterfly stray

A fool I was late

I found her prostrate

Chorus late overdue tardy

Revised sonnet #5

A trap to tresses

Of filigree gold

The hair net presses

Her braids her strands hold

Mens looks her way rolled

In yellow waves trawl

If mesmerised bold

Theirs lobster like crawl

Delinquent eyes mine

Again adore her

I sigh while supine

Entrapped as it were

If adulated

Shes calculated

Chorus adulated toasted worshipped

Revised sonnet #1

As winter sun her wall eyes worrisome

A mako shark concedes that chiselled chin

If cellulite engulfs her baggy bum

A muted mustache plays above her grin

Delicious ruddy apples row on row

Yet less her rosacea cheek filigree

Delirious grassy gas just after mow

Yet less her breath of spliff and slur of scree

Ive valued most her smirk and guffaw since

No better foil to my own gifts Ive found

Dont mention catwalk models how they mince

My muse must waddle earthy quake the ground

That missus mine no beauty bias to freak

In biddies boobs Ive merely sticky beak

Chorus freak oddball peculiarity

excerpt from Venus After Mars

Act 1 Scene 1

Eastern turbined tower

A pinch of pixie dust no minor thing

To sneeze at winter coming up next month

Ill sniff a decent dose of pepper too

Immunity to strength is stirred by shock

A shock in small diverts calamity

It cancels dogs of war at city gates

And pixie sawdust peacetime solid makes

The swirl of dreams the liquids into cakes

The pixies forest folk are magical

As early warning system our best pals

I wasted war dog eyes and nostrils once

In brutal war with pixie pepper puffs

They growled and leapt on me to maul to death

I puffed them on their backs and how they whined

As if invoking tummy tickle time

Instead I tickled their eyes and snouts

The pepper turning foam which set like glue

Id have done same Ive worthier battle scars

Dying like a dog is but a canine thing-

Revised sonnet #1243

You shouldnt biff good money after bad
You didnt smell at first that something stank
I said as much that hes a clever cad
The legal fees enough to break your bank
The boiler room an office dark and dank
You backed the fund of his upcoming fad
You packed the multistorey urban pad
You winced the while your solid balance sank
Youve let emotions cloud your state of mind
Youre standing stockstill on your own two feet
Youll wonder how the latest stars aligned
I know that karma will accost your cheat
I fear the fall out from your maudlin mum
Time testy like this well act deftly dumb
Chorus mum ma mom

Revised sonnet #1244

I felt alone at last then down in dumps
She sashayed over launched a sassy smile
I got a gentle vibe its female guile
I hadnt hustled off of other chumps
I rolled a gaze across adjacent rumps
I moved the variations to mental file
A beer and pretzels staved off building bile
I nodded heaped hair hers her dress and pumps
I shouted her a double whiskey drink
Ice cubes included on a coaster set
The social intercourse a brilliant bet
To greater days ahead the glasses clink
Third person problems every bit inane
I heard out her tale analysed the pain
Chorus inane absurd silly

Revised sonnet #1245

If start of spring the buds endure a gloom

Through woven woodwork lozenges they peep

Above the bay rain clouds concur and loom

I stir a cup of coffee calm I keep

The changing clouds look like lost goats or sheep

Above the harbour harbingers of doom

They blend till lightning torch till thunder boom

Rain drops roll into colonnade they seep

I puff at steam to cool the coffee cup

Youve brought to me my modest little girl

You look lots like your mum you still unfurl

I know youll blossom out and balance up

The green volcano greener nil amiss

Your mum on balcony then blows us kiss

Chorus amiss off wrong

Revised sonnet #1246

Youre right to rail I did what was way wrong
I had to satisfy such selfish needs
Yes very few of my inveigling deeds
Are free of favour sought I slink along
Ill back your drama when you taunt the throng
As queasy opportunity it reads
The loyalty shown to hugs and kisses leads
Id loll in lynch to save you from a pong
Theres nothing which I wouldnt gloss or fake
To stay inside your captivating eyes
Your singsong sayso per se picked the prize
I wonder what else would work wide awake
I kept your place in undulating queue
You chance took other brighter chores to do
Chorus queue file line

Revised sonnet #1247

The womans weathered cruellest run of luck
A mop of red and single silver hair
A bosom bulge of bit uneven pair
A beauty spot thats permanently stuck
A dental arch too full top two teeth buck
A body odour enemy to air
A spectacle enhanced unblinking stare
A monobrow that cops one constant pluck
The womans weathered cruellest run of health
The skin tags harmless harbingers to more
The skating scar a white as white eye sore
The athletes foot invasion struck in stealth
Ive not a name on wiser womens lists
Account of salty language strokes and cysts
Chorus lists indexes tallies

Revised sonnet #1248

The sculptor poured thick paste upon a splint
And fattened under fingers body part
To lifelike leaned the statue bar eye glint
The female corpse in question lacked a heart
A cemetery statue what I wanted mint
I wished to help his hands to create the art
Inhume her heme in everlasting flint
The reaggregated polymer our start
A setting heat and pressure were applied
Of death I had a monumental proof
As people postulated her aloof
The vampire bandage bagged in statue dried
A veil of flint is her immortal meme
A suit of armour mine stops sunshine stream
Chorus meme concept idea

Revised sonnet #1249

Ive sailed two storms in face of foolish fears
Ive weathered whip and surge of waves at worst
The bilge odd ballast ankles mine immersed
As every island fateful first appears
Id like to build a pontoon bridge that rears
A foot above the waves unweather cursed
Twixt isle and land theyre native bush imbursed
A dream it is I hide away from hecklers ears
Sit seaside ruins of Westfield freezing works
There ghosts of natural and gory death
The breeze abbreviates undulating breath
I bob the boat away two rudder jerks
Amongst the mangrove snorkel roots they swim
The snapper which I spear in sport on whim
Chorus swim simma swem