Dramatically Grammatical

Tis not , a flight of fancy , not unknown
A grammatical sin
of cliche , uttered doubly wrong.

As it is wrong to ever split an infinitive
one can see the impending conundrum
Because no sentence fragments.
and Don`t no negatives gravitate
towards prepositions that end their sentences with.

Damn ! All explanation points !!!
and non-stop continuous redundancies , ever frustrate
most minds of men , made alliterate

As this tragedy befalls ,not the happy man
yet upon a fallible but virtuous soul
where happiness is wrest from his hold,
or rather…. sadness , brought upon his own.

KB 3/16/05 – reprinted from http://www.kasualkafe.com/poetry.htm

Realizations

The alarm sounds.  Incessantly and Insistently.
The emergency of life

Why even wake? Again and Again
A pointless exercise.

“Sometimes I feel…” – Afflicts us All
The human condition

My minds tide , Rises and Falls
It washes you away.

My moods affect those who are around me; I affect the moods of you who intercept me.
I must control that which needs controlling; So obvious, it needs no extolling.
Grasp this smelly beast by its horns and wrench;Release all that’s rank,rid yourself this stench
Then you will find the happiness you seek; So obvious , demands no great technique.

Key
3 words x2 similar
6 syllables definition
Conclusion –  a a b b Pentameter
Repetition of words / themes / alliteration

My First Sonnet – First Draft

To Love so deeply, still , despite the end
To think that love once hesitant has grown
In strength and breadth , my broken heart has mend
What I feel I have lost was naught mine own

Your parting dimmed my day, the shadows stay
Upon your shore my waste is washed again
and cleansed unstained by your pure heart today
I come to you anew , your love , your friend

To walk along the waters edge with you
our hands enclasped we stroll lifes path entwined
my dream , is that only this wish was true
Without your hand I walk completely blind

I know this dream is just a dream of mine
I hope the paths we walk one day align