Submissions by MidnightSonneteer
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
My alter ego is...THE MIDNIGHT SONNETEER
Pax Notturno
Oh to be twenty one again
When I so confidently strode
Through Alpine forest and lowland glen
And feared no gloomy gravel road.
Bold and cocky, without a doubt,
For young men rarely entertain
Thoughts greater than a concert shout
From deep within their addled brain.
God help the lass who chanced to flirt
With such a hyperactive nerd
Who hoped that she might lift a skirt
At the drop of a flattering word.
But so often they'd have other plans
That did not seek to...
When I so confidently strode
Through Alpine forest and lowland glen
And feared no gloomy gravel road.
Bold and cocky, without a doubt,
For young men rarely entertain
Thoughts greater than a concert shout
From deep within their addled brain.
God help the lass who chanced to flirt
With such a hyperactive nerd
Who hoped that she might lift a skirt
At the drop of a flattering word.
But so often they'd have other plans
That did not seek to...
#love
#night
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World Orders Anew
Age will coax men toward humility
They ought to have considered all along
And that New Sermon Mount proclivity
Was a too fresh notion for heads too strong.
Fast forward to editor Jefferson
Who recomposed that testament again,
Minus the zombie resurrection son,
Hoaxing some absurdly spiritual men.
But ladies as well just can't get their fill
Of "He is risen" as the type of phrase
That smacks of the gooey load that they spill
After idle Priapic worship and praise.
Time will tell regarding heaven and hell
But let...
They ought to have considered all along
And that New Sermon Mount proclivity
Was a too fresh notion for heads too strong.
Fast forward to editor Jefferson
Who recomposed that testament again,
Minus the zombie resurrection son,
Hoaxing some absurdly spiritual men.
But ladies as well just can't get their fill
Of "He is risen" as the type of phrase
That smacks of the gooey load that they spill
After idle Priapic worship and praise.
Time will tell regarding heaven and hell
But let...
#technology
#pollution
#CallToAction
#consumerism
#HumanRights
51 reads
15 Comments
Comfort Zone
So there you are, elusive moon,
Hiding behind some clouds at play
Just like I saw the other day
In your pre-twilit afternoon.
You were a sight for my sore eyes
As no doubt... you will be again,
Over the hazell dell and glen,
Or shining upon my lover's thighs!
But not tonight, it's far too cold,
And she will draw the curtains shut
So no moon beams will see her strut
Around within your lunar gold...
Which is what she might have done
Were you as hot as August sun!
Hiding behind some clouds at play
Just like I saw the other day
In your pre-twilit afternoon.
You were a sight for my sore eyes
As no doubt... you will be again,
Over the hazell dell and glen,
Or shining upon my lover's thighs!
But not tonight, it's far too cold,
And she will draw the curtains shut
So no moon beams will see her strut
Around within your lunar gold...
Which is what she might have done
Were you as hot as August sun!
#rain
67 reads
8 Comments
Burnt Bridge Creek
I know you flow through legend and lore
And through the mist rude children would explore
When indoor play has played itself out
For a too vain search for lingering trout.
I've not lately strode upon your banks
To reminisce above my spindleshanks
About how green your drainage used to be,
And how it was a commuter's folly
When flames consumed your bridge for the trolley.
Oh, I think of those days...flatteringly...
When sovereign was the budding twig and leaf
And only country lanes beheld my grief
As budding thoughts of...
And through the mist rude children would explore
When indoor play has played itself out
For a too vain search for lingering trout.
I've not lately strode upon your banks
To reminisce above my spindleshanks
About how green your drainage used to be,
And how it was a commuter's folly
When flames consumed your bridge for the trolley.
Oh, I think of those days...flatteringly...
When sovereign was the budding twig and leaf
And only country lanes beheld my grief
As budding thoughts of...
#earth
#forest
#trees
#water
#nature
33 reads
2 Comments
The Grapes of Love...

#orgasm
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Shore Play
Oceans lovingly lap the shore
Like a tongue strokes clitoral flesh
With caresses ladies adore
For stoking their desires afresh.
Thusly spring will slowly arrive
In a nod of tropic pleasure
Where hidden coves will come alive
To snatch another wayward treasure,
For love is flotsam, and jetsam...lust
Amid the pearls and their essence
Which nature left in Poseidon's trust,
And Aphrodite's acquiescence;
That quiz wherein men learn to cram
Their pearls into her bearded clam!
Like a tongue strokes clitoral flesh
With caresses ladies adore
For stoking their desires afresh.
Thusly spring will slowly arrive
In a nod of tropic pleasure
Where hidden coves will come alive
To snatch another wayward treasure,
For love is flotsam, and jetsam...lust
Amid the pearls and their essence
Which nature left in Poseidon's trust,
And Aphrodite's acquiescence;
That quiz wherein men learn to cram
Their pearls into her bearded clam!
#sex
#spring
#water #nature
#water #nature
118 reads
10 Comments
Bequest
I'd have one coffin, built to fit us both;
Much like our matrimonial bed
As a safe to keep our wedding oath
From doing us apart when we are dead.
I would leave us face to face, lip to lip,
So no variance might render amiss
A final bliss to our partnership
To match that in our initial kiss.
And thusly...we would be ever sealed...
Then sent as a message to future stars
So they might see mortal love revealed
As something outlasting brief avatars...
Who would have their honeymoon love equate
With the...
Much like our matrimonial bed
As a safe to keep our wedding oath
From doing us apart when we are dead.
I would leave us face to face, lip to lip,
So no variance might render amiss
A final bliss to our partnership
To match that in our initial kiss.
And thusly...we would be ever sealed...
Then sent as a message to future stars
So they might see mortal love revealed
As something outlasting brief avatars...
Who would have their honeymoon love equate
With the...
#love
#marriage
64 reads
1 Comment
Hinged
Let the lexicon of my existence
Be a nonstop string of superlatives,
Arguing against the rebuke chance gives,
With the gillyflowers of recompense
Packed in the finery of tailored words
Since at least I have the gift of the gab;
A late talent I could not quickly grab...
Like literacy for lazy goatherds.
Thus upon a volta, I turned, and throve,
And realized that all along I had
Brain storms as noble as Sir Galahad
In the armamentarium alcove
Notoriously difficult to scan;
That onetime melancholy...
Be a nonstop string of superlatives,
Arguing against the rebuke chance gives,
With the gillyflowers of recompense
Packed in the finery of tailored words
Since at least I have the gift of the gab;
A late talent I could not quickly grab...
Like literacy for lazy goatherds.
Thus upon a volta, I turned, and throve,
And realized that all along I had
Brain storms as noble as Sir Galahad
In the armamentarium alcove
Notoriously difficult to scan;
That onetime melancholy...
#motivational
#sonnet
#MentalHealth #uplifting
#MentalHealth #uplifting
74 reads
5 Comments
Demagoguery
It's democracy's reluctant leaders
Who give liberty its fighting edge
As well as the contemplative readers
Sifting the rhetorical sortilege
The too proud fascist thinks will make us great
When the wisest among us know full well
That vainglory is the number one trait
Which sends humanity strait into hell.
But we don't see despots leading the charge
Into Armageddon's smoldering pits
Since conservatives may remain at large
If they can just send in the untaught twits,
Leaving the instigators off the hook ...
Who give liberty its fighting edge
As well as the contemplative readers
Sifting the rhetorical sortilege
The too proud fascist thinks will make us great
When the wisest among us know full well
That vainglory is the number one trait
Which sends humanity strait into hell.
But we don't see despots leading the charge
Into Armageddon's smoldering pits
Since conservatives may remain at large
If they can just send in the untaught twits,
Leaving the instigators off the hook ...
#politics
#HumanRights
#inequality #deception
#inequality #deception
54 reads
1 Comment
Mnemosyne!
It's true!
Man has a whispering spirit!
It comes sneaking in on every breath
Where the trachea will steer it
In and out until our death.
But it's only something that we borrow
Each and every temporary day
To get us to our sacred tomorrow
That we can't get to any other way.
And so there is a magic in the air
That comes down to us from the sky;
A magic with which we must take care,
Since no concept would ever clarify
Without tons of phytoplanktonic aid...
From the seven seas big...
Man has a whispering spirit!
It comes sneaking in on every breath
Where the trachea will steer it
In and out until our death.
But it's only something that we borrow
Each and every temporary day
To get us to our sacred tomorrow
That we can't get to any other way.
And so there is a magic in the air
That comes down to us from the sky;
A magic with which we must take care,
Since no concept would ever clarify
Without tons of phytoplanktonic aid...
From the seven seas big...
#science
#environment
#pollution #LifeCycle
#pollution #LifeCycle
67 reads
5 Comments
Matrimonial Nomenclature
The fires of desire lose their heat
With unkempt use of words like "wife" or "spouse",
When "peach", "sweetheart", and "mantrap" can't be beat
In combination with a classy blouse.
And she must never run and fetch for me
Since "husband" is no liberating term
And not very good at setting free
A familiar dose of honeymoon sperm..
Yes, watch what you call your lifelong mate
Whenever you fancy a first rate shag
Since pet names may set off a great debate
Risking the chance of...cupidinous...sag...
So with terms of...
With unkempt use of words like "wife" or "spouse",
When "peach", "sweetheart", and "mantrap" can't be beat
In combination with a classy blouse.
And she must never run and fetch for me
Since "husband" is no liberating term
And not very good at setting free
A familiar dose of honeymoon sperm..
Yes, watch what you call your lifelong mate
Whenever you fancy a first rate shag
Since pet names may set off a great debate
Risking the chance of...cupidinous...sag...
So with terms of...
#marriage
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0 Comments
Book Bans
If there is a god, its name is process.
Even ideation will need supplies
And all of this troubles those who obsess
Far too much about providential eyes.
The meaning is clear. Students need breakfast
And they need lunch and dinner and dessert
If we expect the scholarship to last
Or skill sets to remain fresh and alert...
And that is why the Sergeants of supply
Are more important than the oligarchs
Promoting policy which will deny
School libraries shelving Karl Marx,
Who understood the ways of modern man
Are...
Even ideation will need supplies
And all of this troubles those who obsess
Far too much about providential eyes.
The meaning is clear. Students need breakfast
And they need lunch and dinner and dessert
If we expect the scholarship to last
Or skill sets to remain fresh and alert...
And that is why the Sergeants of supply
Are more important than the oligarchs
Promoting policy which will deny
School libraries shelving Karl Marx,
Who understood the ways of modern man
Are...
#politics
#pollution
#homelessness
#HumanRights
#inequality
97 reads
2 Comments
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