Oh, dreams that meet on magic summer nights,
And hide from hearts that never true love felt.
A love that without slumber sees no light,
Affection that in daylight is misdealt.
Do thoughts give flowers strength and will to bloom?
Or send sweet fragrance to a lover’s heart?
For many years thoughts dwelt in hope’s perfume.
Awake, my soul that I may feel love start.
Then, Cupid pulled his bow and struck my soul.
True love in all its glories came alive.
For in that instant I was fully whole.
And with you, dear, I knew that love could thrive.
Awake and happy, you, my dreams’ envoy,
For life with you has brought my greatest joy.
1/7/2017
Categories:
misdealt, love, valentines day,
Form: Sonnet
The scientists flung the Rosetta
like spinning a ball in rouletta.
The nerds were annoyed
when their progeny buoyed.
All was saved with a back turbojeta
Settling down on an icy ast'roid,
which was neither oblong nor spheroid,
they said "Philae be grounded",
instead she rebounded
and almost was lost in the void.
With war games and money misdealt
the project was left needing gelt.
And cells lacking power
sent nerds to the shower
while watching the meteor melt.
Categories:
misdealt, science,
Form: Limerick
Subjects queue for choices less seldom
sewn seeds ready to sprout,
fleeting moments of freedom,
governments consumed in filth and grout.
Primordial resistance prepares,
soldiers wait and scout,
democratic fulfillment dares,
shattered peoples, voices shout.
Tortured by feelings of trust
fortunes for elitists to flout.
Contrariety of notions reflect,
streets abandoned, emptied of clout,
misdealt and sorrowful hearts misled,
fallen foes, voices pout.
(fledgling nations, North Africa)
Categories:
misdealt, peace, political, war
Form: Dramatic Monologue