Submissions by MidnightSonneteer
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
My alter ego is...THE MIDNIGHT SONNETEER
LOVE POEM
Published
Yesterday 12:39pm
Yesterday 12:39pm
Hymeneals
I've sought no heaven since I've shared your bed
and hearkened to your snoring as you slept,
and even then, heartbeats happily leapt
at the hair slow silvering on your head.
Then, I pondered about the lives we led;
memories fast condensing into dream
in honey soft halo focus, agleam,
to crown how quickly all our years have fled.
Then, I weighed which of us will first be dead
bequeathing no arms for survivor death...
to lave the later loss, like Lethe breath,
yet as clear as puffs a Zephyr would spread,
to flutter like a...
and hearkened to your snoring as you slept,
and even then, heartbeats happily leapt
at the hair slow silvering on your head.
Then, I pondered about the lives we led;
memories fast condensing into dream
in honey soft halo focus, agleam,
to crown how quickly all our years have fled.
Then, I weighed which of us will first be dead
bequeathing no arms for survivor death...
to lave the later loss, like Lethe breath,
yet as clear as puffs a Zephyr would spread,
to flutter like a...
#marriage
38 reads
4 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
4th Dec 2023 1:04am
4th Dec 2023 1:04am
Domestic
The weather was as sub-marine
as Aquaman's bidet,
and soaking gray o'erwhelmed the green
on this December day.
The breakfast was a trifle thin
and lunch was scanty too,
but afterward I dove right in
to nap as one will do...
whenever rain will bind me home
under a proper roof,
to sport and play from tome to tome,
as if I were Tartuffe!
For bear in mind that I as well,
will dally with the miss
who heads the household where we dwell,
from kiss to bedtime bliss!
as Aquaman's bidet,
and soaking gray o'erwhelmed the green
on this December day.
The breakfast was a trifle thin
and lunch was scanty too,
but afterward I dove right in
to nap as one will do...
whenever rain will bind me home
under a proper roof,
to sport and play from tome to tome,
as if I were Tartuffe!
For bear in mind that I as well,
will dally with the miss
who heads the household where we dwell,
from kiss to bedtime bliss!
#marriage
69 reads
8 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
2nd Dec 2023 3:09am
2nd Dec 2023 3:09am
Patient Zero
As if by a vampiric bite
fresh rage transfers from brain to brain
in right cerebra fight or flight
as undead psychic virus pain;
bloodborne by iron pathogen
the right cerebra thinks it's right
to act just like an ape again
when rage will one more rage invite
like Dracula into the home
of probity, peace, and its joy...
to spread, like rabies in a foam,
or Trojan horse Greek troops deploy
when plunder is the main conceit
for rapacity and its deceit.
fresh rage transfers from brain to brain
in right cerebra fight or flight
as undead psychic virus pain;
bloodborne by iron pathogen
the right cerebra thinks it's right
to act just like an ape again
when rage will one more rage invite
like Dracula into the home
of probity, peace, and its joy...
to spread, like rabies in a foam,
or Trojan horse Greek troops deploy
when plunder is the main conceit
for rapacity and its deceit.
#TruthOfLife
#manipulation
85 reads
4 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
29th Nov 2023 6:49am
29th Nov 2023 6:49am
Castor Canadensis
Pale beams on frost pale ground;
the rutting moon has come and gone
and then the Beaver moon hung around
to show the whitefish where to spawn
as she trailed the Pleiades
from early evening, through the night,
then down through all the leafless trees
to charm antipodean sight
by gibbose ostentation gloss
hued as gold as the Bifrost locks
of Hyperion and Helios
and the lumen lovely boondocks
of lodges that the beaver built...
with sticks and stones...and moonlit silt.
the rutting moon has come and gone
and then the Beaver moon hung around
to show the whitefish where to spawn
as she trailed the Pleiades
from early evening, through the night,
then down through all the leafless trees
to charm antipodean sight
by gibbose ostentation gloss
hued as gold as the Bifrost locks
of Hyperion and Helios
and the lumen lovely boondocks
of lodges that the beaver built...
with sticks and stones...and moonlit silt.
#countryside
#river
#sky #nature
#sky #nature
76 reads
5 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
26th Nov 2023 3:59pm
26th Nov 2023 3:59pm
Excalibur
Remaining tempted to crack vulgar wise
at my sixty years of sophomoric age
tempers routine existence with surprise
at wit in modicum upon a page,
stuck in adolescent irreverence
half cast in the whirlwind patina
of mortality in disseverance...
like Bosnia and Herzegovina,
or better yet, a classical decay,
like marbled Mediterranean blocks
longing for former glory in the day
when youth withstood multivariate shocks
reminisced in a Roman alphabet...
as it's the doom of men...when they forget.
at my sixty years of sophomoric age
tempers routine existence with surprise
at wit in modicum upon a page,
stuck in adolescent irreverence
half cast in the whirlwind patina
of mortality in disseverance...
like Bosnia and Herzegovina,
or better yet, a classical decay,
like marbled Mediterranean blocks
longing for former glory in the day
when youth withstood multivariate shocks
reminisced in a Roman alphabet...
as it's the doom of men...when they forget.
#pagan
#redemption
61 reads
2 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
25th Nov 2023 7:19pm
25th Nov 2023 7:19pm
Gee, Zeus
Christ was Greek all along it seems;
errata in the name:
or translative Semitic schemes
and inter-tribal blame...
from one sky god to another
and that which they revere
soon estranged one from the other
a little more each year.
Then Babel towers rose again
for litanies of abstract love
from monolithic ape like men,
and, the insularity thereof...
whereby we got such diverse gods
to meet all mortal needs
like vanquishing with rifle squads...
the meek and all their creeds.
errata in the name:
or translative Semitic schemes
and inter-tribal blame...
from one sky god to another
and that which they revere
soon estranged one from the other
a little more each year.
Then Babel towers rose again
for litanies of abstract love
from monolithic ape like men,
and, the insularity thereof...
whereby we got such diverse gods
to meet all mortal needs
like vanquishing with rifle squads...
the meek and all their creeds.
#religion
#apocalypse
76 reads
6 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
23rd Nov 2023 1:09am
23rd Nov 2023 1:09am
Apollo's Advice
If you must wage another war
declare it on despair;
declare it hard and evermore
for all the victims there!
Pronounce yourself as nonpareil
at taking out the trash
or gallant at the gates of hell
when evil prints its cash...
to spend it on the sorts of things
good people never need,
like auto-tune and bankster blings
and likewise tasteless greed.
Perhaps good cause will call your name
and lobby all your strength,
for a jurisprudential claim
in waves at heartbreak length.
...
declare it on despair;
declare it hard and evermore
for all the victims there!
Pronounce yourself as nonpareil
at taking out the trash
or gallant at the gates of hell
when evil prints its cash...
to spend it on the sorts of things
good people never need,
like auto-tune and bankster blings
and likewise tasteless greed.
Perhaps good cause will call your name
and lobby all your strength,
for a jurisprudential claim
in waves at heartbreak length.
...
#inspirational
77 reads
6 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
22nd Nov 2023 00:32am
22nd Nov 2023 00:32am
Nightfall
There's nothing like November sun,
if billows will allow,
when westerlies are on the run
before the schooner prow...
as if to race the chariot,
at Apollo's command,
in beauty multivariate
above the sea and land.
And by the blaze of stellar beams
old autumn dies in gold
to set the tone for winter dreams
in polar vortex cold;
that deepest cold, where Phoebus sleeps,
and skies turn chasm blue
when argent tinsel starlight creeps...
into empyreal view!
if billows will allow,
when westerlies are on the run
before the schooner prow...
as if to race the chariot,
at Apollo's command,
in beauty multivariate
above the sea and land.
And by the blaze of stellar beams
old autumn dies in gold
to set the tone for winter dreams
in polar vortex cold;
that deepest cold, where Phoebus sleeps,
and skies turn chasm blue
when argent tinsel starlight creeps...
into empyreal view!
#sun
#sky
#fall #night
#fall #night
86 reads
2 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
19th Nov 2023 4:19pm
19th Nov 2023 4:19pm
Simoleons and Shekels
Oh where oh where is the pro-life lament
in solidarity to Gaza grief
from the reflex munition leitmotif
so ethno-nationally heaven sent
to banefully fall from the Zion sky
so kosher can care for Israeli moms
by making more room with David Star bombs,
often as not from Pentagon supply
where inventory makes the dollars fly,
and soon by suitable escalation,
promotes the denizen decimation
ensuring that the sacred troops don't die;
valued now more than the woman and kid
who don't quo the pro with near enough...
in solidarity to Gaza grief
from the reflex munition leitmotif
so ethno-nationally heaven sent
to banefully fall from the Zion sky
so kosher can care for Israeli moms
by making more room with David Star bombs,
often as not from Pentagon supply
where inventory makes the dollars fly,
and soon by suitable escalation,
promotes the denizen decimation
ensuring that the sacred troops don't die;
valued now more than the woman and kid
who don't quo the pro with near enough...
#corruption
#murder
#war
#racism
#HumanRights
53 reads
2 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
16th Nov 2023 7:29am
16th Nov 2023 7:29am
Potentiation
The busybody auction blockhead boys
chomp at the bit to denigrate the meek
with foreseen labels like "loser" or "freak"
as peace is what whore purpose destroys;
a cold ambition, so gravely misled,
but to instigators most addicting
when by its coercion soon predicting
who's left behind and who will get ahead...
ahead of all except the greater good,
whose teamwork would have else wise provided
the most to make of any neighborhood
where wit and effort are coincided
with surplus stacked like seasoned cords of wood... ...
chomp at the bit to denigrate the meek
with foreseen labels like "loser" or "freak"
as peace is what whore purpose destroys;
a cold ambition, so gravely misled,
but to instigators most addicting
when by its coercion soon predicting
who's left behind and who will get ahead...
ahead of all except the greater good,
whose teamwork would have else wise provided
the most to make of any neighborhood
where wit and effort are coincided
with surplus stacked like seasoned cords of wood... ...
#politics
111 reads
8 Comments
ANGER POEM
Published
14th Nov 2023 8:59pm
14th Nov 2023 8:59pm
Looking for a Litmus Scripture
The cycle of violence spares no one
unless the stricken face is turned away,
away from rage as endless as the sun
in apes consumed by their own disarray;
some shindy misled souls of fracas
purblind by the chaos fog of order
where the universe proves to forsake us
and salt the wound with a chain link border.
Thusly uniforms nab the user's mind
as caged metaphysical wings may fly
toward times where tortured souls are kind
and witness rainbows in their prison sky...
where occupations will be seen afresh
in all the frailties...
unless the stricken face is turned away,
away from rage as endless as the sun
in apes consumed by their own disarray;
some shindy misled souls of fracas
purblind by the chaos fog of order
where the universe proves to forsake us
and salt the wound with a chain link border.
Thusly uniforms nab the user's mind
as caged metaphysical wings may fly
toward times where tortured souls are kind
and witness rainbows in their prison sky...
where occupations will be seen afresh
in all the frailties...
#violence
#oppression
#HumanRights
#ignorance
#vulnerability
109 reads
2 Comments
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