Sonnets for Dancer XXXIII

How you were, How we might, the sooner it starts, the later the night when that appregio descends,…

Responsibility

If blank verse well-travelled, then the puritans’ words would be holding us today instead of the modernists’…

One blinding bliss, one holy shroud, two binding prudent vows, we understand our other as knowledge does…

My dearest moment, still yet holding on air since ears seek wisdom and eyes, stairs spiraling upward…

Seeking somnolence somewhere deep, unlight upon noises, scents incomplete as I ponder these depths, limitations meek in…

A princess, you, may be an offer to a prince since kisses due lay kings’ hands wrung…

Did you catch it, that squall of a nuptial bed? The acorns’ flew to mountains overhead keen…

I do not know why I write these songs tonite– the sun-shining Light beneath these lumbering tides–…