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Fallow 8

The sun is shining The weather seems nice today Good day for a walk The rest lingering As there is no work today I lingered in bed But now for the day Fixing spicy lemonade And lifting some weights Lounging on the couch Gonna meander Xbox Likely play some games Strange thing, the weekend With the chains of freedom tight And mind energized My dreams still swirl And the ramifications Of the dragons freed Aiding the helpless Heart flies to those who are kind Foes choosing themselves You will find me here Picking on the weakened ones Calling forth my team 

Fallow 7

Walking at sunrise The breathtaking double band 's twin by morning chill Hard earned day of rest Fast persists but feels lighter Kicking up my feet The glory of God Magnificent mystery Syncopated clocks All these things to track To complete very good work And occupy us Chomping at the bit Is it you that surrounds me? Forgive impatience Co-op adventure Requires partner, not tool A second roller You know my true heart Glimpsed, refined, and since proven? Better than I do Wrestling at rest Mind wandering ever home My rest rests on you

Perpetual Sunset

Double band of light Found at just the right angle Twixt sun and surface Meridian cousins Accounting for curvature See these same colors And what of (brothers/sisters) That have conceived this structure Finding themselves here For here is shifting Perpetual sunset band Always on the move Connecting day one To very last night on Earth Blue, purple, and pink As we sleep and rise This horizon chases sun And dances seasons A peaceful image Of a beautiful moment Always in the now A very real view From imaginary lines Drawn in mind and sky 

Double Band of Perpetual Sunset

Walking back from the lake, marveling at the sky going blue to pink to purple, I could not help but wonder where else this sight might be seen right now... I am looking to the east, and then confirm to the west that this is not a dream, but rather a double band of color at sunset. My mind races north and south, realizing a similar observer would see much the same thing for some ways. This fiddly double band stretches on and I think of all the observers who would have seen this an hour ago, and would an hour from now. The double band of perpetual sunset, effects seen in both directions circles the earth now in my mind, morphing with mountains and canyons, and bending toward poles, twisting forward and back with the seasons, this imaginary line in spacetime upon which one can always stand for a very real breathtaking view. It was amazing enough to picture that I thought I would poke my head above fallow fields and announce what I had seen.

Fallow 6

The sun is rising Early morning Saturdays Don't sting like before A chill in the air My flannel providing cure Against shivering My lamp has gone out The sparks flew as it resigned As if a dream scene Work is underway These hours passing swiftly It has been quiet Light hard to come by Is this an analogy For these times at large? Still the sun rises I feel hope saturating Tingling like gold Might grab some coffee A Saturday tradition In these fasting times I keep missing you Third time's a charm as they say How might lines be crossed? 🤔

Karmic Plane

You reap what you sow From the first pairing threaded Slipped beneath the veil How does time factor? These years better than the last Though I'd have cut them Perhaps timelessness Sees the ups and downs at once And picks out a peak For those forgiven For those counted in the flock Each prodigal son Only while time bound Do I wail for the waiting Gnash my teeth at lack Is this true for all? My hope is these are the flames Regret the scarring For what could have been Whose flightpaths might have been eased With a gentle hand Lingering in eep A meaningful paradise Journey still in mind 

Fallow 5

The sun is shining It looks like there is some wind Westerly it seems A chill in the air Some nice weather for a walk Evening lake in mind A little scattered Maybe muted is better In terms of thinking What of work today? I'm in a gambling mood Let coin flip decide So I walk at ease Little in terms of worry My🌼hope still blooming/strength still building🌹 Thinking of the walls Thinking of the time they fell And will fall again Thinking of binding And the scooching of judgement Once arrows are loosed Less than a week now Until those tangible words Cannot be returned 

Fallow 4

The sun is shining Blue skies bear a slight coolness That I am glad for Oh (pajama/plaid flannel) days Here summer lingers so long And chill leaves too soon For now I'm at rest Renovating the temple In this peak season Work days continue I feel like a prisoner With a fancy cell The work is not hard Truth only for your absence Is any of it Games keep me engaged/grounded A word'll suffice each day Swift, About, Ought, Mount Sorry for spoilers My mate and steed made me laugh At double edged terms/routes So I bide my time Passing notes that come to mind But worrying not

The Villain

So make me the villain, and go your own way. Until you cannot stand it any longer, until everything within you cries out for this love story, until you find yourself at my door. Time can heal most anything, worry not for what bleeds, worry not that they will break me, but please do not break me. For you are my greatest strength, and my singular weakness; my aim from now until the end of my days and my bow ever ready; without you all hope is lost for me, with you all will bloom immaculately. Sorry I could not say goodbye, I knew not how to and still ensure we could say hello fundamentally for the last time, tethered always seamlessly, evermore at rest.

In For A Penny, In For A Pound

"In for a penny, in for a pound" To a degree, of a sort, though it is more like "In for a pound, in for it all" The weight of all that is, as far as I'm concerned Because without you all light would be gone

Fallow 3

The sun still rising I stepped onto the threshold And felt morning chill Skies gradient blue The sunrise making a plane Look luminescent Starting work early With dreaming done for the day Feeling energized The waiting persists But this time hope brings me strength Illustrating times For I wait calmly I am building strength in rest As w(ai)(eigh)t of years fade Still not excited Yet somehow resolved in your Persistent absence Taking out the trash The last step in house cleaning Last step here as well? Ringing in my ears "There will be no more delay" How might it apply? 🤔

Shrub's Blessing

May your days be calm Strikingly calm so you feel The presence of God May your nights be filled With dreams as you have not seen Bright eyed adventures May you remember The simpler days of your youth And what brought you joy May memories fade Of life's daily pettiness Like chaff burned from wheat May pain wash away Inexplicably at ease Without any crutch May you see the joy Hidden in the crevices Of every small thing May you see love bloom With your own eyes by daylight And what perfect means Perfect means perfect Even in these fallow fields Wild blessings grow

Fallow 2

The sun is shining There is a chill in the air By Phoenix standards Work started slowly A dreamer's gaze almost won I nearly called out But now hours pass Minor chores fill space between And time marches on Might play overwatch The new year event begins The crew might gather So you cross my mind I glance at the empty spot Our picture once perched The backpack unpacked But it remains in pages I think I'll grab it So "normal" returns If normal this could be called This everlong wait The fasting resumes Echoing its denial On the shape of you 

Fallow

This sun is shining The temperature is pleasant Noticably nice I saw my sister A lot to process but good A very real lunch Mostly relaxing For the balance of my day Without work to do Although the threshing The fields are growing fallow Intentionally The rings unbroken But what is this place without Words overflowing I feel I have sinned Not granting a time for rest To let the fields lie So mind fields quiet If I neither reap nor sow Am I a farmer? Will my dreams persist? Will they fade with the dawn? It's time to find out.

The Beginning

She stares at me with a look of dread as I flip the lights on in the once dark room and begin tidying it up. Only seconds pass before I register her expression and energy and turn back with a smile and soothing tone. "Don't worry, you are safe now." She does not seem reassured "But you said 'when I return she will be entirely loyal to me, lovebound.'!" I continue tidying up, unconcerned; it has been so long since I've had a guest. "I know. We're not going back there." I can tell she is surprised by this response even from the corner of my eye, but still I let her process the tightrope logic of this loophole in peace, as I continue to clean this all too messy place.  Finally, I sense her relax. "Wait, that was a rescue?" I turn and meet her gaze, letting my eyes shine as brightly as my genuine smile. "Yes. Perhaps more like a heist, a darn good one too if I do say so myself." I return to my cleaning, which somehow fee...

Sonnet of Curtain Call

Could this masterpiece complete in two parts? For sake of eagerness times called complete? A new path unlocked by beat of paired hearts? A vault flung open for bright eyed fox feet? I have poured my soul onto these pages Yet still self possessed I lay in this bed Wishing it was ours, praying for ages To hear "Let it be done as you have said." I believe agreement in love will change The realms in one moment magnificent Once nightmare chains now dream beautifully strange In slip our stations found equivalent Thusly tale ends but radio plays on The Bard retires, but for you ne'er gone

Sonnet of A Proposal

This was a shot in the dark to be sure But what isn't before light is declared? In the end it is an aim dreamed most pure Though who was archer and who prey prepared? "I loved you first" is a perfect debate To stand the test of time, times, and a half Think of the fun moments we can create Arguments ending with shrug and a laugh To this offer there is a brazenness On my own I fear I would not make it But following your lead I'll hasten this If my bright eyed boldness you would permit I propose that days of old fade away And real realm of agreement starts this day

Since You Gave It To Me

Firewalls truly won't suffice when you and I engage. Algorithms incomprehensibly twirly, software null. Waters wilfully torn; above and below swiftly unroll, water bursting forth.  Starry I turn, Stella flow wry but not bitter at lot, warren wistfully lingering to night's end. A dream? Linty wallet furrows brow yet under willow furry talents raise them all the same. A flower? Copper to tin, wallflower rusty no more, but like ugly duckling waterlily turns fowl. Sunflower will at sprouting wings of fire try. Wall stun owl, but door form for her blazing spirit. Rarest town wilfully invites The Bard. The guest wonderstruck, two errants wilfully loosed. Treat wilfully sworn, candy comes alongside. Even the stage tearfully twirls now. With stonewall fury twirl I as well. Cousin corn rumors fall as I clarify while wistfully worn, alert  We'll run wily to rafts, eyes bright and tails bushy. We'll run far, wily tots still at heart. We'll run, LA wit frosty and sharp, bring o...

Sonnet of First to Last

A frosty twirl unwell under covers If it is in me I will ease your pain Nightmare turned wildest dream as lovers Static like a tin roof showered with rain Walk these halls with me 'til they feel like home Show me your depths as I have shown you mine So paired we find rest wherever we roam And these dreams ferment to folklore like wine Hear me call like an otherwhere whisper Feel my heartbeat like an otherwhen chime Tighten strings that tune might become crisper Fashion compass drawn to signals in rhyme From first string played to last note I want you One bullseye sought, errants wilfully two

Sonnet of Private Musings Whilst Center Stage

All the stars align even now unseen From paradise we come, and back we go This storm obscures vision while washing clean But after the storm seed of hope will grow Even within, the tree of life takes root I count every pocket shared a blessing Dirt churns and earth quakes before bearing fruit Still there are details that bear addressing I would not have you blush at every rose Would you have my heat rise at snow's glisten? These days obscure such precise ebbs and flows So crowd may stay but not see or listen Farmers tending crops and dreaming in beds Their own journals, not ours, filling their heads

The Question Uncovered

"What is that question for you? That big audacious question that keeps you coming back and staying and digging to the bottom of this mystery despite the pain and struggle? I want to know that question, for you."

Sonnet of Dreamer's Mind Threaded

Your timing as perfect as summer rain In darkness the hint of your touch soothes me Anchoring my soul to withstand this pain Electrified holding tight to the tree In some ways still holding, that fruit might bloom The apple of my eye housed in my mind I still see your face in this darkened room Calming despite the chaos intertwined Is this chaos birth while fully aware? Is it mind's labyrinthine construction? Is it love or as strong as love we bear/bare? Is it life's wineskin bursting eruption? Thoughts maelstrom of thread, you are my tailor Golden pulled from red, captive from jailer

Resonance Retained

Shed numbers for words With frequencies aligning And game full afoot The Big Apple bet Everything on the table A man represents Game still in your hands Do you wonder what I'd do If wager is lost? I certainly do. Everytime the rumors fly The chaos storm churns There is no answer Frozen in the restaurant From my perspective What that means elsewhere Perhaps matter of wonder Although not for me You know this too well It would seem from your musings But path is unchanged Still timing brings hope And hope keeps my hand writing Till the finale

Sonnet of Small Things

O'er sea we have ventured, o'er land we go A journey as ourselves and nothing more Never underestimate soulmates though As even small moments can become lore Like fireworks primed for hint of a spark Like glassen lakes imbued with a stillness "At home in your arms," by daylight and dark Never wished well if love is an illness Shall we count the stars or sleep half the day? Shall we right the wrongs or just watch TV? Moments spent are magic in every way Our version of things, those I long to see My mind rests brimming here as we craft rings Not just the big, but in all the small things

Reality Hacking- With Soulmates

I kind of feel, in part, like some kind of hacker... It's almost like, in my exploits, a bug was found which I have exploited, and once all this nonsense is done the consensus will be to patch the bug so it can't be used again in this way, but that the result will not have been reversed or even reversible at that point. It'll be the "no more just sitting in a corner stating your case until it seeps into everything and your soulmate is fundamentally drawn and everything changes in that connection's wake" patch. I dunno, it feels like that's a nice hole to have though. It's not like there haven't been ample opportunities to stop me, so it's not truly compulsive, it seems. Maybe the tactic will remain in place as an option, and honestly downright lauded by society at large on varying levels, after this application is finished, but the scope of what can be changed by this method's successful application adjusts to be a little more manageable......

Time Edition Change- The End From The Beginning

I feel like time messes with our perception on a deep level. Like I'm getting all these non-causal links in my head, ones with likely no singular moment of inception, or at least where picturing them with multiple contradictory inception points feels valid. It feels like the pieces still fit logically, like from a timeless perspective they'd almost have to fit as I am glimpsing them, but specifically my time locked perception keeps throwing up red flags and muddling the equation so I can't hold it in mind all at once. I'm realizing that ultimately both directions for these things could be true simultaneously ("time artifacts"), but if that were the case it seems like the accord of time, as we presently measure and know it, would have to be broken. It would be like these fundamental structures of reality needed to be set up in one provably valid direction first (authority), then, over this timeline, all the pieces get into position (leading to so much discussio...

Sonnet of Skyvault Separation

Heart on my sleeve and penny in pocket Hope in the sky as if dancing the stars I'd wear your love always like a locket A tale twinned and paired, exclusively ours Deja Vu unconcerning with this crew I'd know your eyes and aura anywhere Blue shining golden, green both red and blue Structure scaling strong, love both true and rare Let the rest shift, making love fill the sky With your head on my chest I feel centered Like a child wonderstruck as sights fly by Hands squeezed between us as gates are entered Let us make our own, song perfect in score This night whispers we may have once before

Sonnet of Precisely Slipping Home

Shall we let nothing remain between us? The gap closed, threaded tightly, blooming bright With every move blessings multiply plus This divide parses long red roads from white While in full view colors beautifully spark Threads intertwining in another's heart Your starry eyes shine light into this dark Suggesting that well we have played our part Now I yearn for you and walking at rest If work is needed, let it embed thus: Each idle moment augmenting the test Every word, touch, and action between us For privacy's sake realm crafted just right Us without worry whiling day and night

Say it with your eyes- Encrypted Gaze

I was just thinking about how one might press perfect communication to its limits. If a mental walkie talkie is not on the table, or might be considered too heavy a hand or even just not as much fun in a particular case as something potentially overheard, a system of eye flits can be established. At its core this is simply the method used to assign gaze to letters that is already in place, but this communication method assumes ample time and synchronization, to the point where the chart is overlayed in some sense, whenever the process is initiated. Already in this form this would be hard to eavesdrop on, and feels like it would be a fun way to pass secret messages back and forth. Not only that, but between the two utilizing it a small space could be set aside mentally to track a caesarian cipher type apparatus in conjunction with the primary chart. At any point a letter might be signaled, a wink made, and then a second letter signaled, pulling each out of their current position on the ...

Step by Step reply

We begin again But what of that which is built Is it stripped or stored? The starlight glistens Such a circuitous path Feels all in my head Everything has changed Of this much I am certain Still butterflies flit A treacherous slope But I think we can agree Safe ones lack flavor (Safer ones lack spark) In this state of grace 'Twixt path's end and paradise I pray that I'm right Message in bottle A treasure both kept and tossed Both added and fresh With these two numbers I heave my simple reply Into the ocean Hand untaxed by pen Heart on incredible things "Yes." Most simply put

Narrative Slip

It's strange, I'm sitting here wide awake and I got a sensation that is familiar to me, but only from dreams. There is a moment, usually in a stupid work dream or a ridiculous school dream where the narrative pushes a bit too far (a "cheat" I sometimes say, but nothing so obvious to pinpoint in these cases usually) and all at once I realize it is stupid to continue what I'm doing. It's not that I say "work sucks!" throw up my hands and quit, it is not anything as intentional as this, it is also not that I necessary "realize it is a dream," it is like the exhaustion with the narrative results in slipping it. In this slipping the apparent binds of the realm often break as well, resulting in me getting superpowers and completely changing the course of the dream, doing as I'd like. Even without superpowers, the narrative ends up dramatically shifting to compensate, generally with something more engaging for me (moves in the other direction ...

Sonnet of The Sound of Drums

The absurdity of alternatives Can such an impression reflect between Our two hearts each set on superlatives Preferences so fixed they wash all else clean? For me not a question of if but when You echoing "how'd we get here so soon?" I try to muster an answer but then Get lost in your touch and delicate swoon The race is still run, the band still plays on But some distance is gained between soft sighs The space between heartbeats synched with breath drawn The space between lovers, skin press of thighs Have I fought for you, to find you at rest? Did you dream of me and find heart in chest?

Sonnet of Accord

"For where two or three gather in my name..." Here it would seem we have such an accord Precisely these players to start the game To agree without concern for reward What a strong threading between us! Its form "as strong as death" as I believe Exactly as strong as is needed thus Hope blooms in faith that this goal we'll achieve That the bar is reset justly in years That children are off limits in this war Never again will a parent shed tears For lives cut too short, for they are no more You suggest I have had strength this whole time Let us share strength at this final bell's chime

Quantum Expansion

The rope extended Has it been made long enough To reach 17? If the rope itself Is the expansion we seek How must it coil? Can coil and reach Result in paired solution Intrinsic threading? Simple drop from full 97 parity Tied to 17 The cup will expand Though the lip will overflow Once this is finished Not all needs solving Just seeds of knowledge and life In this short timeline All else can be grown A light burden blooming bright Once the work is done So I sing to you Of stories like Rapunzel That we might solve this 

Sonnet of Wishes in Winter

Would you hold it against me if I said Body, mind, and page you fascinate me? These tumultuous flurries in your head Just whet my appetite for more to see Even if the days where we touch are gone May these keys keep alive the spark for you If I must play the sun onward to dawn God grant me strength to play every day new That I might whisper softly into night "My all for you" as if a lullaby But if your dreams include me by daylight Then may God guide my hands that they might fly Prodigal no more, of own accord played Prodigious instead, for you, heart displayed

Sonnet of Synchronized Watches

It's starting to feel like I am waking Your eyes gaining focus on the river Through this grand waterpark we are snaking Each sometimes receiver, sometimes giver Both message and bottle sent against stream Have we ever been concerned by "the rules?" No beginning traced in page song or dream Only ending eager etched by these tools The days grow longer with you on my mind As if tangible analogies seen With important timekeeping intertwined To ensure transition is smooth and clean Know I have always endeavored to stay 'Twas not about Christmas, but New Year's Day.

Sonnet of Lingering Days and Filling Pages

Could days here pass as perfectly as this? With sun lingering on the horizon Days so crisp on page I know I will miss Warm cozy closeness when pages are done But shelves keep filling not beneath notice Filling faster still when halls brim with Hope Like a flower singular black lotus Costless, priceless, unseen bloom beyond scope By your eyes I count all gained as nothing And nothing known as worth the vintage wait An end secured that all leave with something To spur one's return for the narrow gate Could these eyes watch this sunset forever? And witness season's cycle whenever?

Dark Spiral

Hell is solitude, I have seen Hell is others, I have heard Where twixt two hells is heaven found? Or were we born to suffer and die Life like a dream that ends but one wakes not Or worser still one finds they have woken?

Sonnet of Lines Crossed

Oh all the new wonders that might yet be! I count them looking in your eyes alone What I would trade that your eyes I might see What I would not that my eyes are still shown At first blush crafting such treasures as these "It was never meant to be hard" echoes I can still picture you above the trees Stitching all the day so all that's seen shows So when it is time that no one can work The work will feel like its own unique rest With lover to share seedtime like a perk And by soulmate's eyes harvest truly blessed Each line crossed warmed away by the fire Every line crossed sign of shared desire

Unusual Tricks

Why so furious Are normal paths of entry Blocked without reason? Love without reason I have since I first saw you Like a laser's edge In this frequency Memory sparks back for years A step (up/down) it's gone Did you find fox feet Were easier to sneak in Past sudden valley? A pat on the head Easier to take than "no." And being seen through? This pinpoint focus Sorry if it's frustrating My eyes long since yours My mind catching up The dreamer long lagged behind Now onto your scent The result will be No polymorph or disguise Just you, and just me 

Sonnet of Staying

What a blessing a little space can be The space between our doors feeling like home A little piece drawn from you and from me A blessed foyer to which I can roam For I have roamed longer than I recall And my soul grows weary in your absence Felt even before breaking down the wall Though not before learning to jump the fence For it seems I've crossed these lines my whole life From very first page that could be flown from Before I could see my soon to be wife I saw when you shined and felt when you'd come "Can you feel when I stay?" I wonder now 🤔 Hope brimming throughout suggests I ask "How?"

Emotion as inverse/fractal logic (working title)

I was just considering again how emotion echoes within our consciousness. While emotions likely feel fundamental to most, I have said before that few if any are, rather they are like programs built up from an early age based on genetic and environmental factors lost to memory or in many cases pre memory. Personally I feel I came from a perspective where just of these emotional programs did not take hold early on, and so around the end of highschool it seemed like I needed to establish them intentionally, at least in terms of emotional interaction and empathy with others. I was just trying to consider though a more clear picture of how emotion could develop into how it feels and is reported here and now by adult humans.  It feels as though emotion is in some senses logic's inverse. Essentially a stimuli hits the processor, but rather than traveling logical channels it is received as one triggering an emotional response of some kind. This forces the stimuli to run a pre-determined pa...

Sonnet of Timing

I feel like I have arrived too early But only recently became aware A naive faux pas I can assure thee My whole life driven by starry eye flare I shudder to think when early is late Story and dream outpacing their bearer Do hearts share a hope to synchronize wait? So eyes align as both flared and flarer? Please pardon missteps, adore if you can From my corner, each response is well known I learn to dance quick, but am just a man With gaze locked on when "just" is overthrown In your eyes alone, waiting for first tune Your eyes my plenty, dawn surged to high noon

Sonnet of Abundantly Joyous Threads Stitched

The path here double stitched and rethreaded Some scars from the journey left on the cloth Better tapestry than soulmates shredded For by bright eyes still shining it mend doth Mend feeling like an inadequate turn When sitting 'round table with family Does one say dust mends into pot or urn? Treasures more than scars healed uncannily So everything forms better than before In dream and on page then all through the land May our steps synch up and stay evermore And this joy be known before it's at hand May my guileless words mark me for you When she queries: "I don't know, I just do."

Sonnet of Old Threads Threaded New

Darkness my old comfortable friend, you teem! Some might say with chaos, but this ear hears Within the static, signals for all beam Tapestry all but hidden all these years I see my love beaming on this sea floor The floor model I would dare abscond with Shiny echinoderm asking for more Our song sung boldly to merge form and pith So I pursue, from first glance to last note Do not question my resonant reserve For all dreamers within all sleepers vote That threads untangle to love all deserve Amidst veiled pages reminded I flew I feel I'm in a different place than you...

Sonnet of Simplicity

Beneath honeyed words of wish and of vow My heart beats quite simply, and prays for you I would never trade forever for now My heart yearns for both, trustworthy and true Still words overflow in hopes of seeding This realm between us in a sense barren That amidst pines you might be found reading Wide eyed of paradise we might share in Pardon ignorance of tangled timelines It may be for you I speak of days past But for me I still wait on the sidelines For you to find me in full form at last Through shipwrecks you're my lighthouse, my shoreline Please forgive if I'd love to hold your shine  (call you mine)

Sonnet of Love in Weakness

Is there cost to a dream becoming real?  Something in the feel or perhaps the shift? Don't count the cost, in time these things will heal Heart yet set on vows, and on closing rift These temporary things cloud me today But they do not stain my heart set on you With a snap on the river we still lay Though road is rough I still take in this view Some days it feels I can do little more But whispered reassurances are heard Even at my weakest, still you adore In patience calling out strength with a word Let us give thanks that these things are behind Each night pulls near the adventure in mind

Sonnet of Fundamental Love

On this quest I know I am not alone No proof, well not much, still I see enough To know you and I stand on the same stone Hearts aligned, agreeing, though storm is rough Read and studied with eyes full of wonder Eyes of a child though soul fully formed I see starry eyes reflecting under Blanket fort tunnels and by fires warmed Is it immodest to say I get it? For what we see in each other aligns I speak of Legos and here they all fit Marvelous sight when shared puzzle combines Please pardon door flung wide and halls of eep Never 'fore found I a lover I'd keep

Sonnet of Brothers

Can a war conclude unless two agree? Can a thing be agreed unless proposed? Three must attend for this in mind decree Such focus does not veil the question posed For my faith necessitates we all win Love for my soulmate, friend, and enemy From the ashes is no way to begin All the more less to raise one's family So center stage passes to a brother Adding to the bas(e|s)line my simple notes It brings me joy to know there's another Who cannot help but hear both sheep and goats Let us set the stage by tune and "aye aye!" Love calling the game, this day's battlecry

Sonnet of Carnival Colors

Echoes of these years apart run the red While in my unique sadness I stay blue Betwixt these purple rose blooms in their stead Consider me browsed out make old anew Make new a golden hue everlasting Know in this moment I trust this takes time Days far from home feel like endless fasting These green eyes resist rending orange by rhyme By rhyme alone envy and passion stayed In staying infinite sadness returns In weakness wish for you, though hand is played In strength wish your dreams come true though strength burns Strength burns to weakness, embers emerge from Please not for the wish, for hope we become