Crown of Sonnets-Part1

Doth create in a blink a master's eye
Forms places that only moments ago
Could not yet exist, but now we do spy
Yet moments ago we did choose to roe
To roe upon this master mind of mine
We seem to find that rhythm does not end
We shall find no end to a twinkling time
That does seem to want and will wait to bend
A creation that only I command
To my tongue the words will try to make sound 
Hand me a pen for the words are unplanned 
To fly off my pen to seek to be crowned 
Create in the mist an image of gold
Gold painted not for the eyes to behold

Gold painted not for the eyes to behold
I did create that in this world of mine
For you see among us the dark takes hold
Takes hold among the hearts and minds of swine
The swine of man who only likes to spy
They try to create that world of their own
Although here I sit choosing the winds cry
Choosing those that will sit upon that throne
So tall so small they may or may not be
When counting down the seconds are soon gone
Seconds that did not have to go pay that fee
As they soon come to know they are all pawns
They masquerade around acting the part
So beautiful created not with dye

So beautiful created not with dye
I find fiery breath of the dragon strong
Yet greater I do find the gift to try
Try and  succeed in creating this song
For those among the crowd do watch me dance
Laughing and scorning at my chosen speed 
Wait, you there do you not see this romance
That in time builds and with speed might just bleed
How could you, know that in my hidden mind 
There sits a place upon that edge a rest 
Worlds that hidden may or may not be kind 
Where in that place shall that phoenix take nest 
You try to capture the phoenix to hold
My words they seem to create something bold

My words they seem to create something bold
Hidden not, they flow above they create
Something you might just be able to hold
Or will you choose to close  to lock a gate
Oh how far do the wild thoughts do roam
Aboad, about inside the wild blooms
Upon this stoney path you see a gnome
That gnome hidden and whose name seem to loom 
To touch my pen the ink to the blank sheets 
Although the words like magic they will seem
Once born  alive they come as words like sweets
To melt and mix to build the needed cream
I create words of cream to make the toon
Something that I shall spin upon the moon

Something that I shall spin upon the moon
Seems to me nothing more than a odd dream
Yet here I do write a tale of a  loon
That you might just dance to upon that stream
So seeking that adventure in the mist
I choose to take not the headed advice
Yet here I do choose those who might be kissed
Upon that hidden mask of words with spice
 Create those hidden places among things
Mysteries when seen seem to be untold
The story of that so full of those rings 
That echo loud and far to those few sold
Finding I choose the story of that tusk
As the fairy doth dance into the dusk

As the fairy doth dance into the dusk
I laugh to create the forest within
The forest that the fairy full of lusk
Created to hide away his great sin
To laugh inside I fly upon the words
I use the words to melt and mix my spell
For there is no need for those lies and cords
That you will tie around the gated well
Seeking only entertainment they come
Seeking entertainment they do not count
Counting down those echoes that silent drum
That only become the stories account
Sometimes I have to wonder on that tune
 That I create a story of a loon

that I create a story of a loon
Or could it be a story for a soul
You see the loon is only in the moon
Yet the soul does delight all in the goal
I sit here, I create to my content
I don't stop to say aloud hidden words
I make sure to record that which is spent
Upon the moon sits and sings a blue bird
I find so many in this maze of mind 
here it is written down upon the page
No longer we find it is intertwined
With the words that I did write for that wage
Then once again the fairy is a lusk 
Yet there in the mist is the stories tusk
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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