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The Dreadful Penny Sonnets



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Thu Apr 25, 2013 11:02 am
Kit says...



That last one was requested by my exhousemate, who I love. Pig is giving me Mermaids, which I am attempting. Also Maisi is my exlecturer's cat, who is currently very ill.
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Fri Apr 26, 2013 1:05 pm
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12. Mermaids (for Pigeon)
It wasn't a promise, it was just a song,
not for anyone in this particular ocean
Neither did she instigate the long
calm of waves which ceased vehicular motion.
Thirst and loneliness could not be engineered
by the ever drinking maid of many schools.
Her lithesome figure, as it so appeared,
merely functioned to evolutionary rules.
Crabs are picking through his bloody locks
He's pale now, a growing shade of green
his limb contorted, broken on the rocks
and yet, his expression-so serene.
They say the mermaid lured him to his death,
he was the fool who thought he could draw breath.
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Fri Apr 26, 2013 1:27 pm
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13. Jamiton
Jamiton, oh furry little warlord
well versed in land grabs and chemical warfare.
His territory expands ever forward
taken with claw, farting, vomit or hair.
With a snort, his breathing starts to rattle,
but in his head, he is immense, aloof,
finishing off his most glorious battle
his vanquished foes lie panting on the roof.
He yawns displaying his remaining teeth
attempts to find some lingering shred of tuna
Scratches at a twitching scar beneath
and wills the next feeding time sooner.
The human's scold, he casually ignores,
he has forgotten how to retract his claws.
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Fri Apr 26, 2013 1:43 pm
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14.
Your heart, an orchid: with the tender accord
of new shoots tasting sun but arched to shiver,
the fragility that great loves afford
And yet, my love, no bitter frost can wither
you, they only serve to jewel your hand
anew. You subsist on light and air,
embracing love without hostile command,
you burn my cheeks to blush with your stare.
I would condemn the shit from which you grew
what you've endured, patience personified,
and yet, you love, despite all you've been through,
and so, my darling, for you I have tried.
To say adversity made you fair's a lie
your beauty transcends, it does not defy.
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Fri Apr 26, 2013 1:51 pm
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15. Rough Hair (requested)

Six inches to the year, so waist to shoulder
was Don, 2001, rent overdue.
Brute to all her friends, they never told her.
Jed, shoulder to neck, 2002.
Silent treatment when she washed his shirts.
Went through her phone, removed each male name.
2003. Michael. It still hurts.
She finds it catches on her nail's quick,
buttons, earings, zippers tend to bite
the broken ends they left, the bitter sick
which takes hold of her chest late at night.
She gasps, the scissors fill her with despair
until she finds her lungs are full of air.

(No idea what you meant, so stabbed.)
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Sat Apr 27, 2013 4:01 am
PenguinAttack says...



You should clearly write one about me now.
I like you as an enemy, but I love you as a friend.
  





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Sat Apr 27, 2013 5:39 am
Karzkin says...



^ agreed.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

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Sun Apr 28, 2013 3:54 am
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16. PenguinAttack
Your poetry is so full of spices
the heat that sets aflame your every cell
organic: you don't notice the poetic devices
even while you are consumed by their spell
sylvan, silky, strange, the cessation of will
to wish to want to woo, to whisper what
we savagely conceal, exposing still
hidden tangles, the beauty of their knot.
You've called yourself a coward, taking cover
in a life half lived. Fallacy.
You are the valient soldier, genius, lover,
None of us have the guts to be.
I await the day the planet falls
so deep as I in your immortal thralls.
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Sun Apr 28, 2013 4:10 am
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17.
I am yours because of the autumn frost.
That is not to say I could have done
without you, I'd be lost.
Without the frost I would have been hard won.
Or with heaters, waterbottle, fire.
It was your warmth to melt my iron will
your sweetness, wit, your estrangement with ire
reasons why I love you still.
Three short years, it is just as sharp
when you catch hold my hand, the pressing need
Cold to warmth, as perfect as my harp,
against my skin, just so you supersede
all things. My love is fresh and bright as snow.
(I am still crazy about you, you know)
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Sun Apr 28, 2013 4:58 am
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18.
Obligatory self aware sonnet
alluding to its own construction
Anachronistic Aphaeresis 'pon it.
Forced rhyme by misapproximation.
Anaphora! Hyperbole Afflatus!
Anaphora! Mild Amphigouri!
Anaphora! Mangled Antibacchius!
Anaphora! Style over story!
Dyphemism of impotent rage.
Spontaneous Stichomythia with muse.
Hamartia: poet did not gauge
how difficult the structure is to use.
Aposiopesis-- laboured aliteration
End. Obnoxious self-congratulation.
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Sun Apr 28, 2013 2:51 pm
Pigeon says...



*swoons because mermaids*
Reader, what are you doing?

  





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Sun Apr 28, 2013 3:02 pm
PenguinAttack says...



Always too good to me. I love you ♥♥
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Sun Apr 28, 2013 4:09 pm
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Also Karz requests one about him please!
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Tue Apr 30, 2013 2:30 am
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19.
Somewhere in a field are all the names
left behind, buried in jars with rings,
watches, silver picture frames,
the memory of a little girl who sings
at night for fear of dark, now lost, escaped.
Another country, another soil dug
roots transplated intact, windows draped,
she stays outside to not dirty the rug.
As she falls, she realises she's alone
Condition predetermined by a gene.
the cat and roses, hungry for blood and bone
Desecrate with life the morbid scene.
Her stately roses shiver, swiftly drinking
wondering what could the mulch be thinking.
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Tue Apr 30, 2013 2:57 am
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20.
I remember when I heard the news
softly, soft O footstep of my grief
a coiling cat around my legs, you choose
to be silent or underfoot. The brief
electric pang is followed by the numb
and then I overanalyse why
and how and what I should feel, if tears will come,
why didn't I deserve to die
and had I really any right to mourn
and what did I even know about you
from what you'd said, your scent, the clothes you'd worn.
My friend hugs me, and then I fall apart
Oh thank Christ, I actually have a heart
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