Sunday, December 06, 2009

The Sonnets Keep On

Almost forgot . . .

Twitter Sonnet #88

Got grocery alien water eggs.
The lucky pods hatch only h2o.
I knew a spider with eight wooden legs.
Aside from Smith, their names I do not know.
Fifteen pounds of flax seeds impede progress.
Thousands of dollars appear in dream jars.
Modest is the world's idea of success.
But it's just slightly closer than the stars.
Some spinach lasts almost as long as bread.
Strange songs play in the car without sugar.
Lots of cinnamon turns apple juice red.
Tall trees hide many a feline mugger.
All the big candles are trapped in the glass.
Spirits curves sharp round the void by Saul Bass.

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