Submissions by MidnightSonneteer
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
My alter ego is...THE MIDNIGHT SONNETEER
Sunrise Value
Twilight baffled the peevish clouds with pink
As they blew away from the fretful west
Where the sun was done with it's daily sink
Beyond Poseidon's submarine nest
And far above the tropical reaches
Of vastly laving syzygial tides
Kissing pink sand on Philippine beaches
Where antipodean mojo abides
Spending itself into the jet stream blue
Of arrant tropospheric kingdom come
Where old inspiration seeks to renew
With Aurora's harp and Apollo's strum,
Whose union and blessings never forsake
The worth of a freshly minted daybreak!
As they blew away from the fretful west
Where the sun was done with it's daily sink
Beyond Poseidon's submarine nest
And far above the tropical reaches
Of vastly laving syzygial tides
Kissing pink sand on Philippine beaches
Where antipodean mojo abides
Spending itself into the jet stream blue
Of arrant tropospheric kingdom come
Where old inspiration seeks to renew
With Aurora's harp and Apollo's strum,
Whose union and blessings never forsake
The worth of a freshly minted daybreak!
#beach
#sky
#clouds
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Troves Aplenty
What kind of day tomorrow wants to be
Is forecast best in the midnight hour
When fractal fate rolls all the die to see
How the universe will spend it's power
As if to mock the telomeric fuse
Burning towards the expiration date
Punctuating the lives that we abuse
In the calaboose of the quantum state.
But the stars look best on blustery nights
Or when Earthshine alights on the moon
Like an oubliette lit by angel flights
Reflecting the gold in heaven's doubloon,
A far fetched coin fractured souls may take
To purchase the brighter...
Is forecast best in the midnight hour
When fractal fate rolls all the die to see
How the universe will spend it's power
As if to mock the telomeric fuse
Burning towards the expiration date
Punctuating the lives that we abuse
In the calaboose of the quantum state.
But the stars look best on blustery nights
Or when Earthshine alights on the moon
Like an oubliette lit by angel flights
Reflecting the gold in heaven's doubloon,
A far fetched coin fractured souls may take
To purchase the brighter...
#philosophical
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Voyager
I had physical pain in a dream
Which went away as I woke up
As if it were some magic cream
Vaporized from the coffee cup
Where I had poured Morphean teas
Brewed in a poet's alma mater
Of often gazed at lunar seas
Full of wispy pixie water
Attuned to robot gallivants
Out past yonder heliosphere
Where angels wear the trendy pants
So gossamer they disappear
Just like the nightmare pain I had,
Vanquished...by daybreak kilorad.
Which went away as I woke up
As if it were some magic cream
Vaporized from the coffee cup
Where I had poured Morphean teas
Brewed in a poet's alma mater
Of often gazed at lunar seas
Full of wispy pixie water
Attuned to robot gallivants
Out past yonder heliosphere
Where angels wear the trendy pants
So gossamer they disappear
Just like the nightmare pain I had,
Vanquished...by daybreak kilorad.
#dreams
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Epiphanic
Once again the night belongs
To Morphean banks of drifting fog
Allied with the ghostly songs
Of inner matin monologue
Where stretching thoughts back into shape
Might be done in peace and quiet
And for awhile just escape
The madness of diurnal riot
And brains may flush away the waste
Which wakeful thoughts accumulate,
Especially when done in haste,
When we would rather lay prostrate
Before the throne of vivid dreams,
Yet without wearing nightmare's crown
Which is a slave to the extremes
That thrive within the shantytown...
To Morphean banks of drifting fog
Allied with the ghostly songs
Of inner matin monologue
Where stretching thoughts back into shape
Might be done in peace and quiet
And for awhile just escape
The madness of diurnal riot
And brains may flush away the waste
Which wakeful thoughts accumulate,
Especially when done in haste,
When we would rather lay prostrate
Before the throne of vivid dreams,
Yet without wearing nightmare's crown
Which is a slave to the extremes
That thrive within the shantytown...
#motivational
#inspirational
#night
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Ordinance
There was no hint of breeze when the moon arose
And mechanistically scaled the sky
To presage Apollo's blue daybreak glows
In its concert score with the rooster cry
After leaving me with an hour's peace;
The very finest hour's peace I know
With moonbeams as gold as a magic fleece
Recharged whenever the solar flares blow
And scattershot photons from crater rims
Redistribute wealth from electrum sun
Like pieces of eight the night goddess skims
As solar doubloons by the Lunar ton...
Paying the way for the crow of the cock
And all...
And mechanistically scaled the sky
To presage Apollo's blue daybreak glows
In its concert score with the rooster cry
After leaving me with an hour's peace;
The very finest hour's peace I know
With moonbeams as gold as a magic fleece
Recharged whenever the solar flares blow
And scattershot photons from crater rims
Redistribute wealth from electrum sun
Like pieces of eight the night goddess skims
As solar doubloons by the Lunar ton...
Paying the way for the crow of the cock
And all...
#summer
#morning
#night #dawn
#night #dawn
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Cold Arbor
I saw moonlight through the fog
And through bare branches on a tree,
A dozing leafless mystagogue
Fixing carbon...naturally,
And though suspended for a bit
In the cold midwinter hours
It's future growth will never quit
As long as there are vernal powers
That call to trees, and sonneteers,
With prospects of ensuing grace
Under all of the atmospheres
Protecting us from outer space
Which looks lovely with the moon above
But where are all her roots of love?
And through bare branches on a tree,
A dozing leafless mystagogue
Fixing carbon...naturally,
And though suspended for a bit
In the cold midwinter hours
It's future growth will never quit
As long as there are vernal powers
That call to trees, and sonneteers,
With prospects of ensuing grace
Under all of the atmospheres
Protecting us from outer space
Which looks lovely with the moon above
But where are all her roots of love?
#forest
#LifeCycle
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Catalysis
There is a neutrality in all things
Due to Mother Nature being stoic
And so it is a harmony she sings
Ever sub atomically echoic...
From musical sphere to musical sphere,
In equilibria hydrostatic,
Like some intergalactic chandelier
Automatically charismatic.
And though the universe will someday end
I will waste no more time with fruitless fears
Because things with each other so neatly blend
Into a matrix full of new frontiers...
Of periodic elemental love
More incandescent than the stars above!
Due to Mother Nature being stoic
And so it is a harmony she sings
Ever sub atomically echoic...
From musical sphere to musical sphere,
In equilibria hydrostatic,
Like some intergalactic chandelier
Automatically charismatic.
And though the universe will someday end
I will waste no more time with fruitless fears
Because things with each other so neatly blend
Into a matrix full of new frontiers...
Of periodic elemental love
More incandescent than the stars above!
#universe
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Arctic Oscillations
What might describe the beauty that we see,
Adorning a rarefied autumn night,
More agreeably than some poetry
Of amalgamative inkhorn delight,
Which we may flex like unbound muscle
Cooling itself in the midnight air
Waiting for an inspired crepuscle
Of Borealis churned by solar flare
And twined for another magnetic dance
Through the upper reaches of polar sky,
Where only zephyrs and angels romance
To the music of the spheres drifting by,
Which, as often as not, from orbital flights,
Are the telemetrics of satellites!
Adorning a rarefied autumn night,
More agreeably than some poetry
Of amalgamative inkhorn delight,
Which we may flex like unbound muscle
Cooling itself in the midnight air
Waiting for an inspired crepuscle
Of Borealis churned by solar flare
And twined for another magnetic dance
Through the upper reaches of polar sky,
Where only zephyrs and angels romance
To the music of the spheres drifting by,
Which, as often as not, from orbital flights,
Are the telemetrics of satellites!
#technology
#science
#astronomy
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As The World Turns ,
The weather cauldron is always churning
From sea to fiercely coral bleaching sea
And all of the koalas are burning
In a eucalyptol potpourri...
As still more targets of the reapers blade
Swinging through a pecuniary arc
Where holding the handle is the rich man's trade
Of amusement...for a destruction park.
Of course the thing to do is stop the swing
As to arrest the blade in it's motion,
Ending forever all blood diamond bling
And all the plastic crap in the ocean.
And if you think this assessment is daft
Check your own grip on...
From sea to fiercely coral bleaching sea
And all of the koalas are burning
In a eucalyptol potpourri...
As still more targets of the reapers blade
Swinging through a pecuniary arc
Where holding the handle is the rich man's trade
Of amusement...for a destruction park.
Of course the thing to do is stop the swing
As to arrest the blade in it's motion,
Ending forever all blood diamond bling
And all the plastic crap in the ocean.
And if you think this assessment is daft
Check your own grip on...
#pollution
#PopCulture
#consumerism #greed
#consumerism #greed
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Obnubilations
Black branch against the night cloud gray
Block not the crescent moon tonight
But tame instead the angry day
When solar beams accost my sight.
Leave me my eyes for midnight love
Where orbs of heaven gently glow
Through the ecliptic path above
The shadow dilettantes below
Who prefer their daylight strength by half,
Like morning and twilight glory,
And think the zenith sun some gaffe
Whereby hunters roast their quarry
Under Apollo's convex glass
Brought to bear upon Mother Earth
To see the sun affect her mass
Or alter...
Block not the crescent moon tonight
But tame instead the angry day
When solar beams accost my sight.
Leave me my eyes for midnight love
Where orbs of heaven gently glow
Through the ecliptic path above
The shadow dilettantes below
Who prefer their daylight strength by half,
Like morning and twilight glory,
And think the zenith sun some gaffe
Whereby hunters roast their quarry
Under Apollo's convex glass
Brought to bear upon Mother Earth
To see the sun affect her mass
Or alter...
#earth
#sun
#universe #astronomy
#universe #astronomy
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Lifestyles
Is there no way to portion words
Before they blast through hasty lips
To flock just like acoustic birds
Using ear canals as landing strips?
They overwhelm my tranquil thoughts
Which take their time to float around
The byways of dendritic knots
Hoping to process much less sound
Than all too trendy techno blare
Or strident din of motor pipes
Growling like an angry bear
Or boastful Tory guttersnipes
Who measure wealth in decibels...
And not with refined neuron cells!
Before they blast through hasty lips
To flock just like acoustic birds
Using ear canals as landing strips?
They overwhelm my tranquil thoughts
Which take their time to float around
The byways of dendritic knots
Hoping to process much less sound
Than all too trendy techno blare
Or strident din of motor pipes
Growling like an angry bear
Or boastful Tory guttersnipes
Who measure wealth in decibels...
And not with refined neuron cells!
#reading
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Circulus in Definiendo
Wood smoke dangles under the moon,
On silent quadrature nights,
Which hazily sets way too soon
For full observation delights.
But in the east Orion strides
As if to fetch the Pleiades
Out of the drift of zenith tides
Far colder than the polar seas
Which long for Luna's evening dive
Into the zodiac ocean
Where long lost gods remain alive
In constant heavenly motion...
Where gravity, it seems to me,
Plays host to all eternity!
On silent quadrature nights,
Which hazily sets way too soon
For full observation delights.
But in the east Orion strides
As if to fetch the Pleiades
Out of the drift of zenith tides
Far colder than the polar seas
Which long for Luna's evening dive
Into the zodiac ocean
Where long lost gods remain alive
In constant heavenly motion...
Where gravity, it seems to me,
Plays host to all eternity!
#universe
#astronomy
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