Crown of Sonnet: Songs of Soul (15 Sonnets)
(1,560 words)
No 1: AABB
As the blade searches for the life of me,
The torment glides the blade with certainty,
Deeper the journey as my body writhe,
The pain lingers as I'm denied relief,
Suspicion mingles with the bloodied juice,
The greediness of data drowns and mutes,
Deliverer plunge to my conviction,
Released of a wretched disposition,
Partakes in the regime of the soulless,
Contorted body claim to Earthiness,
Life teems, trilled sound, grass greenery, central,
city's heart beats onward, minus a soul.
Had all of it, all I forfeit, help me,
Your will is what will, now, let me be free ...
No 2: ABAB
Your will is what will now, let me be free ...
'Tis be darker times than before, more childless,
This is crazy! Topsy turvey they'd be,
matters of convenience act the mindless,
It is the right of every woman, or,
Is it the right of every woman, so,
Some folks fighting for life inside the core,
others say the fight is more blow-by-blow.
The written trek crossed Egypt and the world,
Rome, Greece, Mesopotamia, and more,
rice patties and bamboo trails that were pearled,
procedures taught too numerous the score.
Be crib death, world plagues, poor, starving, and this,
quest be, will we exist ... 'Tis hit or miss.
~~ Bestill ... lil' maybe!
No 3: ABAB
Quest be, will we exist ... 'tis hit or miss
be of a lifetime. I gave no degree
of my retractions that constants amiss
my seeing yon desk an intimacy
be measured as the worth of passages.
A ponderous virtue partook a smile
that placed atop lap held, arched assuages,
instantly noted, that after a while,
what had parted yon me cannot have gone
unnoticed, mainly, in closeness to me.
I barely moved; could one part day from dawn.
A book was returned, oh my, could it be?
Not lap or arched back, he stares at the floor,
torn mind as a book sits unfound once more.
No 4: ABBA
Torn mind as a book sits unfound once more.
Overcast sky blotch caring Sun's warmness,
diffuse confidences a dawn's full bliss,
consolidates a desolate soul's lore,
their brief days of an annular old rune,
the fading of yesteryears contemplates,
the life of a destitute heart pulsates,
the same as a wayward blizzard in June,
sensed separation dwarfs active favor,
downcast eyes eclipse the mood as fear grows,
lost souls dragged into mounds of drifting snows,
spoils the realm of an endless December,
masterpiece frozen framed pictures hell,
be of Dante's Inferno where Satan dwell.
No 5: ABBA
Be of Dante's Inferno where Satan dwell,
he moved, then I saw the fullness of it,
a massive man of unknown height did sit,
all stared as he sat right by one, rang bell.
His pure girth did hold such empowerment,
even from his side, overwhelmed me so,
my dreams shattered to a nightmarish woe,
and screams of utter fright was such torment.
Still, I kept an honorable distance,
from trouble, who caused suffering and pain,
for what reasons they'd be for him attain,
his freedom wherein he claimed innocence.
He instills in me such a fright, yet calm,
won out, that fateful moment, with a smile,
rendered by a giant to a dwarf child,
"My name's Lucy, what's yours", with outstretched palm.
6: AABB
"My name's Lucy, what's yours," with outstretched palm.
"My name's Kirk,""Hi Kirk," "Hi Lucy, you're calm."
Temporal a passage traipse in units,
partitioned Earth's axis and Sun's movements.
Temperate seasons bud the cosmos plains,
Text the gods, link the nightshade, spare the chains.
Constellate heaven, possession errs bliss,
Lease the sky morning dew, sunrise--lips kiss.
Evergreen sanctioned untrimmed yields to gold.
Shade, consumed by the sun, glaring, behold.
Unique tan for the wayward souls loosen,
Fading footed beach traces ought proven.
The eternal god's shade Sun's complexion,
Temperate gold buds, untrimmed, lease heaven.
7: ABAB
Temperate gold buds, untrimmed, lease heaven,
In the wake of an avarice moment,
The grandeur Laurentian Abyss, she came.
Love witnessed a desire being potent,
Her hair the color of passionate heat,
Trailed sparks in the carved vale of the Abyss,
She brought the ardor of men their defeat,
And vanquished hearts with her outpour of bliss.
Genteel tasks in her liquefied domain,
Her expressed lured eyes left their thoughts to wane,
From Neptune Masiff, left many in vain,
The heights alone made the challenge, a strain.
Abyss turned Masiff, mermaid of pardon,
Her laughter championed her trust wanton.
8: ABBA
Her laughter championed her trust wanton,
in the garden ... baby naps peacefully,
'till a baby stirs, ignores looks made silly.
After a short while, normalcy weighs-in,
an exuberant baby squirms around.
A whimsy garden undresses young sight,
seen proffered midst an increased, proper light.
Above and under, a baby goes round,
hush, a ladybug takes flight bouncingly.
A baby's head progress up and around,
venturing to detect the beating sound.
A head steadies, a small face splashed with glee,
coos, burst, an orange speck gains distance.
A grinning baby receives the same fate,
while some garden stays from a closing gate,
as the sun sinks past a white picket fence.
No 9: ABAB
As the sun sinks past a white picket fence,
still, toils an ingrained meaning all had sworn,
past distinct dead plus dying, still, naught sense,
prostrate souls taxes, lain of blood-stained worn.
Behind atoned stones built by measured hands,
preserves naught abandoned lead their resolve,
strengthen the talents, challenge tyrant stands,
conquered presumption masque as they evolve.
Since childhood days, artlessness goes caprice,
it sparked this wayward inaneness they craved,
grip naught like festering mid-shadowed peace,
tarnished stoked o'er wars honor of the brave.
Life's freedom o'er all harmless they bestowed,
absent of pride -- gave their lives ... those they owed.
No 10: ABAB
Absent of pride, gave their lives, those they owed,
bloodlines warrant one soul's intended quest
persuades a past, that they constantly sowed
pastoral guides sculptors essence is blessed
Readiness spurs insights, smoothing passion
unforeseen tests that fool-hearted, not them
their unbidden stare on death's face, cash in
pushed e'er determined, tensing a rose stem
Unchecked horses, intrepid horsemen burst
barrage relents as foe feared those affirmed
lurked rears castle shadows most accursed
chance lights and afront darken all confirmed
won swords gained Heaven rewards fruition.
Bold victor of few words, save salvation.
No 11: AABB
Bold victor of few words, save salvation.
Death crawls like love save a heart's pulsation
spark pure flight, yon depths freed throbs soar by far,
pique stress's share, naught idle, claimant voiced spar.
No breath? Soul on road less traveled, or, much
traveled road, still, muse back to that grey clutch
frame, soundly placed in peace, smiling at once,
trace of former selves as hands clasp naught fronts.
The hours, days, years, loom as if time extent
ne'er on hold, but fairly nonexistent,
yet, seeing the facts unfold, visibly,
grasp misdirection mist, wonderfully.
Gap dawns rare, naught strange, poise forever light,
caused Steinbeck reword "Mirth" known printed write.
12: ABBA
Caused Steinbeck reword "Mirth" known printed write,
harmony pulse conducts the marooned cell,
though breaks, wisely kept in tune with itself.
The gauge's clicks sway one to soothe its height.
"Each and All", "Earth Song" Emerson's ballad.
Unversed preexist's renewed care recalls.
Harp rhythm strings strum as the organ pedals.
Rhapsody ensures airy suite valid.
Calm reflects symmetry, pleasures belong,
deep voices grants the life-timers acclaim.
Solemn occasions psalm, heartfelt gifts claim.
Unsung Heavenly pace grow the swan song.
invites internal hope vibrates anew,
renewed life rewarded, heartbeat pipes true.
No 13: ABBA
Renewed life rewarded, heartbeat pipes true.
Fable's a quirky whiteness, mingling advent
amidst a dreamt sea of ice, a transient
couple transcends ..., Our pupils traced a dule
of cooing doves, creamy emissaries
that solicit the air, cradled bears in
their cavernous slumber, grasping the thin
contrasts value respect of Wintery's
shared. Rallies we as hosts, incite smiles that
tide a snowy bank to ensure the source
of our delight essences glacial course
pleasures us, our oneness eternal depth
Jigged we a two-stepped-hop, choreographed
to frigid-freed heartbeats lover's behalf.
No 14: AABB
To frigid-freed heartbeats, lover's behalf,
of mindless blind mute who came from Flagstaff.
Clueless inceptions nebulously grow,
Godsend occasion leaves the dark to glow,
sparks the light of life mimic frames of minds.
Emotions indulge past regret unwinds,
intricacies of distinctions arcane.
Scattered, detached, night candle burns the stain,
shatter separateness as divisive.
Emphases realized as decisive,
conceived borders we being inherits,
everyone shares their respective merits.
Douse not our embers, but keep strong our flame,
warm the blaze to a glow from whence we came.
No 15: AABB
Warm the blaze to a glow from whence we came,
send signs and wonder, Lord, from Bethlehem.
Since childhood, they're loyal, beloved friends,
felt stuff ain't right, their love for him transcends,
All through the night, this next part is crucial,
trace that flawed vessel and its removal.
'Tis a blessing having this headstrong doctor,
him a self-murder, brought on the copter
he's convinced our son strongly has a chance,
ahh, I found it, right here I need to lance,
controlled prime blood vessel, quick solution,
the bleeding has stopped, need for diversion
veins strangling the heart, dear God make it free,
as the blade searches ... for the life of me.
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