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The apples chittered nervously. Two weeks ago, the pears, their longtime neighbors and sometimes allies, had told them of nocturnal activity glimpsed two sections down in the orange kingdom. The rumors had remained unsubstantiated, with neither evidence for or against, but curiosity had been fermenting in the apples' cores ever since. Apples, particularly those of the Gala family, are notoriously curious creatures. Now, as they eyed the flag of truce (BUY ONE GET ONE FREE, it read, with the fine print grubbed off at the bottom) that had been raised by the oranges, their stems quivered with indecision.
In the end, curiosity won out. The current lady, matriarch of the Golden Delicious, called the council to determine who the emissary would be. Old Granny Smith drew the short straw, and nodded decisively.
"But Granny!" cried a
Sonnet 12 sonnet 12
beware the spectres hidden in the grey
of night, whose gentle touch doth pierce the soul;
they beckon ever onwards, ever gay,
facsimiles of happiness they stole.
beware the lovers hidden in the dreams
of lust and love, of passion and of heat.
the beauties are not ever what they seem;
their love, their need, are merely mind's deceit.
do not beware the death or desecration
that waits for you when soon you will awake;
black-cowled it stands as man's only salvation,
light of reality in land of fake.
what dreams macabre greet the dawn of day
to dissipate; like ghosts, to fade away.
Sonnet 11 sonnet 11
in night the terror blinding will not cease
and when I wake, I hear your keening cries;
wide-eyed, unseeing, still you make your pleas
but I can only watch, only stand by.
my palms are marked with whitened crescent scars
that open outwards, dully, to the right;
I reach for you but you are always far,
too far!, and always farther every night.
when day breaks, the dreams flee before the sun
but linger in my thoughts and in my heart;
I see you standing whole, unhurt, in fun
but can't forget the morbid work of art.
you laid in splendor, broken in repose
upon a bed of white and thorny rose.
Sonnet 10 sonnet 10
the sunlight will not break through banks of cloud
to cast sun's glory over all the earth,
to burn through fog that forms the heaven's shroud,
to highlight it as golden, having worth.
the rain will fall to dye the earth in grey
and smother sounds beneath its liquid veil
until no difference between night and day
can be seen in earth's valleys, hills and vales.
the sun will fight to reclaim golden throne
and buffeted by thundering and wind,
will fall to knees, head bowed, on solemn stone
as loser's punishment will soon begin.
the sun, bright gold and glorious, will fall
before the storm, so bitter and so dull.
Sonnet 9 sonnet 9
who can protect themselves from sights unseen,
unheard of and unknown of, never taught;
and who can persecute man for his deeds,
condemn him for the wisdom that he sought?
the lord our god our father cast him out
from perfect eden for a single sin --
the loving lord, all knowing, never doubts
his righteousness of actions -- it begins:
a stormy night with flaming swords to guard
the ways to paradise, no longer free;
man trudges out with Eve, both bitter scarred
by serpent's poison bite, by noble tree.
but who to blame: the serpent or the man
who took the fatal fruit in willing hands?
Sonnet 8 sonnet 8
the foolish words of childhood proclaimed
our love, our tender hearts upon our sleeves,
as true and to forever be the same --
how easy, when you're young, to be deceived!
the seasons passed and time did turn and we,
abandoned to the world as we matured,
came slowly and reluctantly to see
our young selves' love was no longer assured.
we parted ways amicable, but still,
as dying embers lit your eyes with red,
I could not help but entertain a chill
of fear that I'd not see you -- fears unsaid.
we walked away, steps measured, no looks back
at flames burning to ashes, bright to black.
Sonnet 7 sonnet 7
look at the husband, oh beautiful bride
as preacher goes on about duty and love;
mistake for desire what is simply pride --
love is not granted by the gods above.
he promises preacher to do what is right,
to treat his wife well and to love only her;
he'll hit up the clubs, go drinking next night,
wake up next morning, memories a blur.
promising preacher, she takes out a ring,
plain golden, a vow of 'til death do us part;
she'll last a bit longer -- a year -- 'til a fling,
and accuse him of making their marriage a farce.
they'll live their lives in famous fallacy
chained to a lie for sake of being free.
Sonnet 6 sonnet 6
when ashes line the wayside, angels stand,
all blue-eyed beauties, porcelain and proud;
they crumble autumn's lives between their hands
and scatter them on wind to form earth's shroud.
the faithful cry in agony for aid;
they cannot live much longer as they are --
all shattered, with no answers when they prayed
to gods and angels, near and yet so far.
with wish to die, the faithful must all gaze
upon their world, tear-watered, sown with salt;
they see the fires, see the lives ablaze
with suffocating sin, with vice, with fault.
beware the claws concealed on angels' wings:
the catastrophal dream, death's bitter sting.
Sonnet 5 sonnet 5
we watch the waves for shatterglass swept in,
no longer sharp but smoothed by sea and time:
our grievances, our shame, our loss, our sin
are loveliness, where once were soot and grime.
once children, now no longer, still we know
the beauty of the bird that flies above,
the gentleness of oceans' ebb and flow,
the sting of salt that wounds unguarded love.
we die, we live, we grow but yet we keep
the memories of who we used to be
and carry them like shadows buried deep,
bright colourful and grey, our lives' debris.
and every minute that we live, we stand
on subtle, shifting, suffocating sand.
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