a study toward sonnet #634 by FisherKingKQJ

To batten down misfortune is to reinforce
The said bad luck; and to live on disease
Is to stockpile sickness into reigning source;
Love's karma cannot please or displease.
Apart feet, arms outcrooked in baffled pleas
At shoulder height, palms balancing the skies,
I feel a white lighball my optic cord now seize
And radiant healing light toward you flies.
I feel now white darts of minuscule size
Flow down my neck, my elbows, out my palms
Swirl round you, caress pain in your eyes,
Spin photokinetic white cloaks and balms.
My love, that your pain unspoken vanish,
I think your eyes free of blurry varnish.

(Chorus)
My love, that your pain unspoken vanish. SPADES
My love, that your pain unspoken disappear. CLUBS
My love, that your pain unspoken end. DIAMONDS

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{Time to compose: 50 minutes}

a study toward sonnet #633 by FisherKingKQJ

I'm wiggled this way then also tugged that,
Then buzzed by crowded bestial magnetism-
Exists no fellow whom I'd turn down flat
Based on good grooming and athleticism.
Love now drums to me its dual catechism:
Do I find someone new or stick to grovel?
True love doesn't turn on a mannerism,
Prefers new bud to gimmick that's novel.
Should we share in a house or a hovel?
Love voids a large lease for a small freehold,
Tranches digs with either spade or shovel,
Can't be loud combatted nor soft cajoled.
Am I wide eyed dreamer disposed to shocks?
Are these just lovers' tour of duty knocks?

(Chorus)
Am I wide eyed dreamer disposed to shocks? SPADES
Am I wide eyed dreamer disposed to jolts? CLUBS
Am I wide eyed dreamed disposed to whammies? DIAMONDS

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{Time to compose: 40 minutes.}

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a study toward sonnet #632 by FisherKingKQJ

I've got the street poet's wild gift of the gab,
The wrinkle free face and searching mind,
So why not put my phone sex calls on the tab
Of my landlady motherly and kind?
She picked me out when I was in a bind
In overnight shelters else sleeping rough,
I wasn't the bloke to loot biddies blind-
You can't clip price tags on pillow talk stuff.
New sex phone worker Jo might call my bluff
And turn up buxom naked on our doorstep-
She's raunchy and yet polished in the buff?
Girls don't care if it's lovemaking or prep.
I got some periodic detention for that pap-
All square now, for nonwanking a wrist slap.

(Chorus)
I got some periodic detention for that pap. SPADES
I got some periodic detention for that gunk. CLUBS
I got some periodic detention for that mush. DIAMONDS

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{time to compose: 48 minutes.}

a study toward sonnet #631 by FisherKingKQJ

My chakra is ruled by great Bahai'ullah,
Great British Royalty, god bless their souls,
A toast to my souvenir mug, hurrah!
Republicans, taste the treads of my soles!
On caryard and insurance hush payrolls,
I case and spy that local tinny house
While pocketing butts on my daily strolls,
As constable Suzy's paid nark and dowse.
I love her pony tail and my dream allows
Me thoughts of her half naked in a barrette-
She's got Lucy's full lips and vague kowtows,
Handcuffs on her bum to tease and abet.
My Lucy sang pro, cracked it, was blithe bi,
Our rent arrears just screeched a byebye.

(Chorus)
My Lucy sang pro, cracked it, was blithe bi. SPADES
My Lucy sang pro, cracked it, was blithe duo. CLUBS
My Lucy sang pro, cracked it, was blithe twosome. DIAMONDS

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[Time to compose love sonnet: 65 minutes]

a study toward sonnet #630 by FisherKingKQJ

I sip a frappe - the chill hurts my teeth-
Knife out the pesto, feta round smoked ham
On whole grain toast as an arty wreath
And count off any bypassing twin pram.
The salon next door is downbeat yet glam,
The senior hairstylist ironcurling grey locks,
White on gray himself, of tight, spindly gam,
Pretences pointing up, and dispensing mocks.
An apprentice toys with tints, pestles, crocks,
Girls brush past in deluxe pastel swirls,
In half up-half down, oneside, highlight flocks,
In peekaboo bangs, squads and tendril twirls.
One hundred small loves sum one love profound,
It's gourmet shallow that I here propound.

(Chorus)
One hundred small loves sum one love profound. SPADES
One hundred small loves sum one love abstruse. CLUBS
One hundred small loves sum one love deep. DIAMONDS

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{time to compose: 1 hour 55 minutes. I had a lot of problems with furniture and architecture in the first stanza, but it came right.]

a study toward sonnet #629 by FisherKingKQJ

These are my open secrets and not so
Closed secrets as to making that girl care,
And so doing that which I want her to do,
And so saying that which I want to hear.
A first date, I'll sensually pull her near,
But her long tender thighs don't get a feel,
I feign a lack of interest to fan a fear,
Just watch her skirt back even further peel.
I'll lean across her just short of a squeal
As she leans eyes closed on her doorstep...
And into the night I'll slink and steal,
Denying her goodnight kisses after pep.
I keep my bitch enamoured and stressing,
Love her pouting angelic face guessing.

(Chorus)
I keep my bitch enamoured and stressing. SPADES
I keep my bitch enamoured and jittering. CLUBS
I keep my bitch enamoured and nailbiting. DIAMONDS

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{time to compose: 57 minutes. The closing couplet is written in trochaic pentameter to keep the line syllable count at 10. The common way to deal with a feminine two syllable rhyme is to make the line syllable count 11, but in my book that is a cheat because it solves one problem by installing another problem. Apart from trochaic, the other legit way to solve the problem of a two syllable rhyme is to keep the iambic and then turn the 7th and 8th syllables into double jointed gristle, "and so" "such as" "that then" etc.}

a study toward sonnet #628 by FisherKingKQJ

You're very pretty, quite correct to think
That any place boys want to french kiss you;
I'm not about to reccommend a shrink-
Being mesmerised by grey smoke that you blew.
Though pretty you're only one of a slew
Which six degrees of separation states,
You're typeset dime-a-dozen in the queue
Including green hotpants and in-line skates.
Ex-smoker myself, I think tobacco grates-
I've done the curled and cold foetal turkey,
Release found in accidental yoga gates,
I'm some perspire and squirm guru turnkey.
As you look down your nose on the fire escape,
I meditate your nose wrinkles fine as crepe.

(Chorus)
As you look down your nose on the fire escape. SPADES
As you look down your nose on the fire avoid. CLUBS
As you look down your nose on the fire dodge. DIAMONDS

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{time to compose: 55 minutes.}

Dear Diary,
Fingers crossed for the new mob blogging feature. Ready to go - six camphone photos of an animated automated teller machine interface of Toggle Bear taken at 60 degree angles for a sum of 360 degrees. Some of the Stuffed Animals keep dumb pets further down the food chain.
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a study toward sonnet #627 by FisherKingKQJ

The shuddering lurch of the pleasure yacht
Was not aimed at me, I quickly deduced,
I'd struck an uncontested parting shot,
But I collapsed all the same, all the deuced.
As I rolled through the hatch a glaring sluice
Of baffled sheetlightning forced me to squint;
Three waterspouts by Neptune now set loose
Now wobbled, and slinked at my captain's glint.
His eyes touched my breasts, microscoped a hint
Outlined by the flimsy silk dressing gown,
His hands on that wheel still solid as flint,
The hair on my neck stood up against its down.
Knives and forks floated round us on static,
The liplock was dry, then crackling ecstatic.

(Chorus)
The liplock was dry, then crackling ecstatic. SPADES
The liplock was dry, then crackling delirious. CLUBS
The liplock was dry, then crackling fervid. DIAMONDS

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{time to compose: 50 minutes}

a study toward sonnet #626 by FisherKingKQJ

Arm in arm like chinese girls quite meek,
Where our confidences were often capped
By kisses on the cherry blossom cheek,
In roman wintergarden love was mapped.
But you're a judas sheep, the image apt,
You kick your heels in the air and gambol;
True friend, I won't pretend I'm at all rapt,
Discount judas kisses for your gamble.
My sense of betrayal puts me in a scramble...
At twenty you got rid of your girlhood
With our fun man friend as light preamble,
And slept round as a lark for once and good.
Insofar as you're sold out short and cheap,
I wait for the One, no bulk discount creep.

(Chorus)
Insofar as you sold out short and cheap. SPADES
Insofar as you sold out short and bargain. CLUBS
Insofar as you sold out short and economy. DIAMONDS

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{time to write love sonnet was 35 minutes.}

a study toward sonnet #625 by FisherKingKQJ

To my man friend I've given tiny thought,
He's my trustworthy imperial yardstick
Or pacesetter though often we've madly fought;
We've backed each other through thin and thick.
My opinions I don't have to change a lick
Or qualify or excuse when I debate with him,
He's so contrary I'm sure he'll never nick
My ideas or twist them, he's smirking grim.
Man friend's proportional of head and limb
His passion for butterflies from Zanzibar
Is our bond, other men handsome and slim
Aren't into it, leave me feeling bizarre.
To be entangled so I'm somewhat loathe
He gives me butterflies closed, open, both.

(Chorus)
He gives me butterflies closed, open, both. SPADES
He gives me butterflies closed, open, pair. CLUBS
He gives me butterflies closed, open, twosome. DIAMONDS

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{time taken to compose love sonnet= 50 minutes}

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beta for 3d interactive animation and automatic teller animated interface.

Stuffed Animals
anyway you look at it, these animals are stuffed, cracked, munted.

Starring the following automatic tellers in no particular order:

Codger, the koala
Penny, the panda
Ketchup Bear, the hypochondriac
Biggles Bear, the bomber pilot

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a study toward sonnet #624 by FisherKingKQJ

The end of us my thoughts do presage
And telepathic is my personal address
To you as an ultimatum message,
But I shall miss your soft, scratchy caress.
Though popular, you're too tough to access,
There's as many love you as others hate,
Remainders say ave and pax with largesse,
Yourself quick to judge and eliminate.
On your cell phone you openly berate
And so compound bad will in public lifts
And libraries, small brasseries aerate,
Imply bystander assent to your drifts.
It's hard to break into your bubbly voice
I leave you that thought as ethereal choice.

(Chorus)
It's hard to break into your bubbly voice. SPADES
It's hard to break into your bubbly enunciation. CLUBS
It's hard to break into your bubbly utterance. DIAMONDS

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{time to write sonnet: 44 minutes.}

a study toward sonnet #623 by FisherKingKQJ

She was poured out of her string bikini
Like some 3d fax of some china doll,
And I felt high and dry teenyweeny
A poison paralysed bug eyed stuffed troll.
Down my botox brow sweat began to roll
Cool water paid tribute to her plump breasts
And deep cleavage gathering in the boll
Of sternum in grave zigzag jerking quests.
Her nasal, gurgling, bleating corny jests
Awoke the sharp cat and cat o nine tails
Man stealing minxes were the worst of pests
I yanked her pony tail to her feeble wails.
Off some MichaelAngelo gurgling corpse,
Her stilted cleft and nipples are mind warps.

(Chorus)
Her stilted cleft and nipples are mind warps. SPADES
Her stilted cleft and nipples are mind flexes. CLUBS
Her stilted cleft and nipples are mind twists. DIAMONDS

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{This love sonnet took 45 minutes to write.}

a study toward sonnet #622 by FisherKingKQJ

I'd chartered a deep glass bottomed junk boat
With hanging paper lanterns and lit candles
For nurse Liz and I in a warm greatcoat,
Sandals plastic wore I, she wore rubber jandals.
In one of those work and pleasure scandals,
The glass bottom inked to snitch looking glass
Reflecting my bottom feeder manhandles
I tweaked her tits and arse, she pinched my ass.
I loved psych nurse Liz, as a ten she'd pass-
And baby hammerheads and baby great whites
And baby pilchards leapt aboard en masse-
I slammed a softball bat at their small bites.
Nurse Liz clapped to my lips a sipper cup
Then I, brave schizophrene, french kissed all up.

(Chorus)
Nurse Liz clapped to my lips a sipper cup. SPADES
Nurse Liz clapped to my lips a sipper goblet. CLUBS
Nurse Liz clapped to my lips a sipper tumbler. DIAMONDS

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{I plead sanity - this sonnet took 50 minutes to write and is based on a schizophrenic former flatmate.}

a study toward sonnet #621 by FisherKingKQJ

The sun has sidled now in the house of love
I've blinked at it's white disc the winter long
Through stickout box windows above the stove-
Maybe the hanging pots need a tong gong.
In my fave autumn season things went wrong
My popularity bruised through that slur
About some cabbage, some foils and a bong
Not lies precisely, more the catching bur.
But there is one way he does make me purr
My kindness is valued even as estranged
He sees me in good light not garish blur
As someone kind who often gets short changed.
A blackbird dies, it toes at first sun ore
It's soul flies down to our earth's solar core.

(Chorus)
It's soul flies down to our earth's solar core. SPADES
It's soul flies down to our earth's solar essence. CLUBS
It's soul flies down to our earth's solar pith. DIAMONDS

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{This sonnet took 65 minutes to write. The closing couplet was lying around for a few decades.}

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