WestCoast

How the tide picks up
currenting the waves uproar
to surf or kiss wet - 6/15/26

Beneath Flame

As hot as prison
sunning beneath June sun's heat
minus any trees - 6/18/26;10:39 pm

smothering

Humidity hot,
angered and overtaking
comfort and coolness - 6/18/26;10:41pm

Wind Boon

Southwest blown gentle
wind, providing a sweater
of well-needed cool - 6/20/26;7:31om

Hot Opening

Hot as spring comes to
a close to open a roast /
ing summer grillpul - 6/20/26;7:33pm

more than words

As proactive as love will make one tend
The field, a labor of love partaking
To love by civic right and duty, pens
more than words worth to clothe her beauty's make -
When I succumb as all men mus' do in health
to nut put forth and elevate up/to/
Task, fo' I hath only mortals'mere wealth
created in his likeness as God so -
Bade one to partake fo' two to become one,
I love thee so!, Christmas-in-the-summer
Truth be known as this sonnet spells words more/
the/greater, never/the/less remember:

As proactive as love will make us love -
songs enspell their spell to melodic groove - 6/18/26

Vulnerable

What of abruses misuse, being used too? -
of experience, as spoken to here -
to accept you unconditional soo
as love is lettered - held close paired,
on the other hand - who is better? -
teacher-or-well-to-do pupil declared
too apt at being avid, wears slight wither,
speakng upon the condition bears
what of Abruses' misuse? - unusual
and cruel punishment may smitten might tired
once encountering brutes bouts as casual -
are no comfort to let him boast best fire.
adn, shall be a gift - enwilled by will! -
How vulnerable I am to strive still - 1/11/21

Concluding

When and where! Time mus' grow an elder, aged
old and worn as Dead metaphors use used,
Too and torn to rags, on end he has gauged;
A mountain-to-- a moehill - grass brused;
Dead as footed to dirt, here now shone! -
Where grown-great, has grown greatgrandfathers' strain;
Tarnish upon the brass. has to shined its' shone
last and at-least, littling - much in pain;
nonadventurous and crippling - dying
sun has less light to see by - moon unseen,
existence shortens light - truth tells no lies
when and where time has seen, to once have been -
then, is no more - what's to come used to be
is a foot of the hill of end's dark be - 1/25/21