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Sonnet #9 in Iambic Tetrameter –

I think I’m wrong about the song. I didn’t feel that you would come. Please tell the notes that don’t belong That winter’s bone remains unsung. I feel it on the inside grow. So, could a man become a god? Don’t let this meditation go. Just follow it no matter what. This isn’t where I …

Sonnet #6 in Iambic Tetrameter

I don’t know why I turned away. I come to Athens to be born. The angel of goodbye will play Through even Aristotle’s horn. I will appear up from the sea. I am again borne by the tides. Will she agree to marry me? I like her wild, surprised green eyes. In soaking water I’ll …

Sonnet #5 in Iambic Tetrameter

I think we can go back in time. Two eyes look out from this old house. Adventure starts when love’s divine and lights the flame that cries out loud. It’s time to slip on through this gap. It’s time to see what life’s about. We’re tired inside Guernica’s trap. Let’s leave tonight, and let’s get …