…this morning’s rain-related offering. It occurred to me that It would be quite easy, quite nice, and quite wonderful to make the final couplet:
Older she, than land they rest; her crops
Are they; if brick, or straw–so unrequited.
be a compressed version of the other three quatrains. Continue reading
…not in it today….
…this entry (spaces removed):
as i slept
by a veranda
open to the sea
on a cool night
just right
to letthe wind
and moonlight
and the stars
blow quietly
past me
as i slept
… is rather a sonnet of sorts if two (acutally quite releveant) lines are added to each verse:
as i slept
just inside
by a veranda
open to the sea
on a cool night
just right
to letthe wind
and moonlight
and the stars
blow quietly
past me
caressing
as i slept
…once again, rain! And, a concept in which one so often engages when one writes music. This concept is that of a “pickup beat.” Continue reading
(oft-times with each other : )
This short post is in response to an off-line question; and this, however cryptic, is the answer to why I will no longer post political asides, regardless of subject, on this blog. In essence, such subjects are decisive, whereas Love, and Related Topics ™ bring people together, make them closer, cause them to understand one-another.
…This was an aforementioned experiment in mixing fanciful metaphor with a very simple one or two word per line sonnet framework. Perhaps a sciencey way to go about the task, I will admit; but very enjoyable to write–probably some lucasing (or should I say disneying) yet to come.
…regarding the introduction to this mornings post: Originally this was not written as a double or triple entendre, although, it clearly may be taken as such. I would venture a guess that anyone would be hard pressed to determine the original subject of this piece.
David Emeron: Sonnets 