Sonnet 2

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When music through my head begins to walk
I stumble for a moment, frozen there
I hesitate to move or start to talk
For fear the sounds will shortly leave the air.

I scramble for a pen, put ink to pad,
And furiously write the melody;
The passersby do surely find me mad—
I hear them not; only music I see.

And scribbling on the page I’m loath to find
The notes are ambling, drunken, to and fro;
The melody, that temptress, leaves my mind;
Leaving naught but a shadow she doth go.

And so I struggle, hoping, day by day,
For song’s return, this time not to go ‘way.

Infinity

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Darkness

Black, creeping shadows

In my mind

That light

Doth try

To break.

This light is

Ever-fleeting

Ever-trying

Ever-failing.

My mind reaches for some

Semblance

Of balance.

It tricks my spirit

To wrong

To lust

To envy

To glut.

And yet

The light still reaches.

It still reaches, and someday, it will

Cross the chasm.

Someday it will

Cross the void.

Someday it will make it across infinity.

The Man Who Drove A Sedan

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There once was a man
Who drove a sedan
And fam’ly was his only love.

He drove it to work
(He worked for a jerk)
And park’d in the garage above.

His car-space was small
And so was the hall
Down which he would go to his chair.

Today the hall lamp
Was being a scamp
And fell toward the man, through the air;

When all of a sudden his small brain was flooding with flashes of lives old and new,
And he did a turn, burn’d the kernel of learning that happened on that day of Tue.

There once was a man
Who drove a sedan….
He woke up confused, with hurt head.

Sonnet 1

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I once was walking on a snowy day
With North-wind howling, redness on my face,
And all the world was silent, save the way
That wind did pierce the air and ev’ry place.

When what, to my confusion, should appear,
But diamonds glowing from the frosted ground,
Each sparkling gem a light, and ear to ear,
The clever Earth was smiling all around.

Look up, she sang, and I did lift mine eyes
To see the culprit, peeking from behind
The dark-wrought clouds; and I thought myself wise
For finding Diamond-wright, the Sun so kind.

And now whene’er I strive to find a gem,
That Sun will gently touch her light to them.