KEATS SONNET

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The saw marks visible, rough-hewn woods rise
up the walls to support the eaves,
formed by the now-silent mill in Preston.
Small the yard is, barely more in size
than the house itself, but the leaves
from a nearby plum tree fall in the back.
Formerly, they say it was a grange, undone
by fire and resurrected from demise
into a house. Hence, the oddities, one believes.
The wood-stove for heat, I scoffed at, not one
to suffer cold in quiet, but I found no lack
of warmth in this winter's chill. A pile
of wood out back is gathered and I stack
yet another log onto the fire, and smile.

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In trying to write a sonnet

My thoughts, not focused yet, seem somewhat askew,
like fleeting wisps of potentials there, yet
not swirling to a pointed thing, one thought.
An idea occurs; the wisps begin a retinue,
like moths around a flame. They pirouette
and start a dance to score that has a form.
In awe, it seems I watch, as words are caught
and held together, tentatively at first, a few
did fall in place, tumble in my ear, then set.
An image takes shape. So funny, it is wrought
and teased from whirling wisps within a storm,
to stop and shine so brightly, for a time.
That restless energy, with freedom as its norm,
did a dance across my page, in tiny steps of rhyme.

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Distractions Begone

I must write these words whilst they are alive
I need to frame the smile you make in my mind
That passes without so much as conversation.
For those words would no longer survive
They would escape and be impossible to find
In the sanity and sobriety of what is today.
Curve of lips and brows fill my collection
That is impossible to never want revive
Yet to verbalise, words are difficult to find.
So in haste I bid all distractions, "Begone!"
In your eyes is a place, I remember yesterday,
A sacred place, in which I would often relive.
I will allow not anything to get in my way
Your indulgence and my absence please forgive.

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Finally

Now finally, the time has come to part.
It was so short a time, yet it seems so long
We have grown to know each other so well.
The time spent together, took so long to start
And yet we grew close, was that so wrong
Who must we answer to, except you and I?
Insanity arrived and broke the spell
And it keeps us divided and apart
Stranger, we believe that we belong.
What the future holds no one can tell
And I for one dare not venture to try
Fate's gift is ruining the best plans of man
Whilst we poor mortals struggle by
Forever trying to do the best we can

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Let Me Dance

Let me dance within thy soul, calling out thy name,
Kisspering words that make thee feel thou art mine
And get lost within, and finally blend with thy soul.
Each day I pray for thee to feel the same
Quench thy thirst on me and make me thine
I will be thy pillow, thy blanket, and thy bed.
Apart two halves, but together we become whole
Moving in thee, until thou cries out aflame
Where at last, our bodies and souls combine.
Thou hast shown willing and given me thy all
For that I will give thee all that has been said
And will write thy name amongst the stars,
So, in future times our love will shine ahead
And, more certain still, eternity will be ours.

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My Wings

My Wings have covered the tapestried earth
And seen the shot blue silk of the sea, reborn
Flying high, flying where birds cannot fly.
So high! So high! seeing the sun give birth
As I'm soaring under Cancer and Capricorn
Over the tamed and conquered mountains.
My wings pattern the silent and sunlit sky
Where cloud pennants came forth from birth
The world below opening greeting the dawn
My wings passed the golden morn on high
Over where I now rule as its sovereign
Where my wings whisper and sing in flight
Come end of day I can see moonlight begin
And I descend now towards the night.

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Perky Words

Your perky words what do they suggest
Am I to wait here with this question?
Or act on it, and perhaps regret later?
To forward with my wish that you digest
The truth, you have become my one obsession
Am I too forward and thus driven you away?
Must I admit that my desire is greater?
I'm not prepared, unready to take the test
To face the entire world, make my confession
Do not leave me, do not become bitter!
My intent is such that you would bid me stay
And in staying seek an answer to our dreams.
But reality has hit me with the break of day,
And walk away to concentrate on lesser things.

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Seth's Feast

Silent creatures, in stealth they sniff the wind,
Slumbers ended, emerging from their place.
Moving,…see how easy their colours change,
Chameleons of death, searching for who has sinned
And others who tonight are caught without grace,
Shadows, feeding on souls, more than mortal death.
So soon tonight a victim comes into range
And all to soon this hapless victim will find
Tonight it’s man not beast that will be chased.
The race is on, and man knows the roll exchange
Fear is the scent, and blood tasted on the breath
But running man is no match for slavering beast,
One more is sacrificed to the evil God Seth
And man provides creature with the feast.

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Spring

Spring is when Nature comes alive
The air is clear and all life is new
Blossoms bloom on bush and tree
With worker bees rushing from the hive
On their daily task to help life renew
And for this task each plant gives in return
A drop of honey to this busy bee
Just rewards for helping to survive
Knowing for every task a fee is due
Never holding back Nature pays the fee
Nor is there any need for concern
This is the simple way that all life knows
Every year this way new life returns
Begins to procreate and so life grows

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