Tuesday, May 3, 2011

33 Weeks Bad Pelvic Pain

Papers in the washing machine (Sonnet 379)

On leave his shirt tucked in
that directly went to the washer,
I lost my
relieving substance of the issues I face in this manner.

And now that I have just hurry
matter and I find inspiring,
I see coming and when
and the sonnet is dying of laughter.

So I need an exit,
that this burden does not admit a mess,
failing which the blog is dead.

verses much tired piece!
seems my mind is obstructed:
So now I do not take more work.

Monday, May 2, 2011

What Does A Private Psychotherapist Do

Bin Laden, dead "buried" at sea (Sonnet 378)


Without
expected the new dawn
monster's death, executed,
- at his mansion, not in a hidden cave -
and in the middle of the sea after shot.

I have confused the news,
and do not know if I'm happy or rejection,
to see that not serving justice,
but the aim in the bullet.

Would it not be better to capture?
Have you won the war on terror?
dissolved Is Al Qaeda by any chance?
Is it legitimate to both triumphalism?

What in God and Allah wills converge,
and rid us of more calamities.

Sunday, May 1, 2011

How To Get Bearings Out Of A Metalcore

John Paul II, Blessed (Sonnet 377)

Good scholars of history
argue that we have to wait
lengthy time for enter
to write memory.

not doubt that the man is in the Gloria
(not me here who will deny),
but that of putting on the altar
soon, so urgent,

goes against the advice as sound;
an honor as well as transcendent
should not be entrusted to

outburst of enthusiastic and earnest people,
or the desire to raise its mandate
the reigning pope has in mind.