Sonnet August Poems

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      i'm trip'n
     look at her
        skip'n
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 Climate summer shifts solstice wind burn sees
Time earliest sunrise and sunset breaths 
 Radiant hot temp blistering heats weaves
 Happens longest days the years...

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those early attempts at a Mexican food
no store bought cardboard taco shells
she had to prepare her own
the appearance of the tortilla press
the arrival of the...

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It's a new day and a fresh start.
The morning will shortly arise.
The evening's curtain will rise.
The vast vault of the sky begins to impart

Dazzling stars...

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Lost Chances

On a crowded Christmas Street, I saw her
something of the way she walked, I sensed her perfume
I hurried after she touched her shoulder, alas...

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Hot Pot hold discards punctuality
Daddy's dinner waits for her arrival
Wave eruptions push sensuality
Faithful fund chef clings to their survival

Amazed, restrained, Romeo of Ocean 
Baby drips...

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As if waiting for August, bullet buds
were ready to explode in front of shrubs.
Now they are blushing bursting in your face,
rich shades of pink, radiant...

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Betimes in the noiseless, scary night;
Whenne the Moon and the Stars winkle not as bright'.
Thy child, O My Lord! Recline beneath thy Firmaments
Whenne the greed...

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Apt that clear feel as darkness comes,
Urge that sure light that gathers poise;
Grace can now heal odd touch that sums,
Use calm insight to flavour voice;
Sketch...

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August winds down midmonth, Autumn nudges
Daylight dwindles, there's a nip in the air.
Those who love the sultry summer begrudge
Others' sheer delight in Autumn's fanfare.

This season...

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Shy autumn first appeared in scarlet blush
to kiss the silent mirror of the lake
as umber shadows gathered in the hush
of amber afternoon and rose to...

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SONNET XXVI
SOLILOQUY ONE

Jesus, You’re the Lily of the Valley
Oh Jesus, You’re the Bright Morning Star,
Sweet Jesus, You’re the Mighty Man in Battle,
I call You Jesus,...

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By Jenny Dillon

As I reach my arms out to you
As trees sway in the summer breeze
As our love begins to brew
As treasured memories come to...

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This is the last poem forming a trilogy of Spenserian Sonnets written in trochee pentameter relating to the sea. The first poem is titled Mike's...

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A bee and a cardiologist 

I have patched it up with my cardiologist
I sent her one of my books and when I saw her apologised
For...

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