Category Archives: Dreams

Sonnet 13: Arch Umbrage

Rapt by shades of psyche! My moiety
Of good wanes meet to my waxing shadow:
My pride’s conceit—void of reality.
Bedeviled! How ought I to undergo?
The fiendish shadow jags to bleed-out fair
Reason ere sponges my wits from my brain—
Depleted esse, dearth of pith—Oh nightmare!
Grey eminence tries to rule sane insane.
Till myself-absorbs-myself to waken—
I refuse refuge in Elysium
To do time in dwale ‘twixt Lord and Satan:
Love mine arch umbrage from Delirium‽
Adjure and jubilate! Lest I project
Shadows of Guernica—life painted wrecked.

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Sonnet 7: Happy Father’s Day

Love beatifies acts of sacrifice,
Acquits itself just in discharging debts,
Provides kinfolk a glimpse of paradise:
Quantums by which fathers love their begets.
Fathers contend to paint life in Vermeers:
Provincial scenes limned in domestic bliss—
Whilst enthralled in their sundry métiers,
Their bidden toils doth bid the Judas kiss.
Sanguine dreams and high ideals reify
Shared linkages ‘twixt dads and progeny:
Inherent traits redound to signify
A hale family’s epic odyssey.
Keen gratitude for a dad’s priceless worth,
Spans the years to reckon from ere one’s birth.

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