125...Sonnet LXXXII

Silver moonbeams paint the ripples

rolling softly upon rich black waters.

A timid undercurrent has visited the bay

filling it with emotion in quiet splendor.

The cool winter breeze caresses me

tracing the contours of my semblance.

As I breathe the vigor of the night air,

and take in the stars with no one present.

It is then I, absorbed in the moment,

ponder why does the beauty of it all

always surrender a place to you?

In a mindful resolute protocol,

second nature revealing in its aspects,

your lips and your eyes... what I most recall.

DionWorx

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124...Sonnet LXXXI

A rainbow still lingers in brilliance
bathing the contours of my golden heart.
Honing absolutes as the tide and wind,
doused in steep emotions of fine art.

Intuitively embracing the likes of wonder
as treasures peeking out from the sand.
I am left to reflect on your polished allure
that still graces me with charm and class.

Hearing the ocean's song speaking to me
I retain fondly my impressions of you.
And as I labor to consolidate

these mixed emotions perfectly tuned,
I open my eyes and see a picture of you
to remind me what rainbows are and do.




DionWorx




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123...Sonnet LXXX

I do not seek my own righteousness.

I aspire to understand one truth.

I can't explain what is given.

Of a state most likely you'll label too.

I aim to be a plain man not a simple one.

Who cries tears of joy as often as I can.

Impervious to superfluous diatribes,   

emotional lathering  that does not withstand.

I do not need to know what doesn’t matter.

Stand in the sinking sand of vain fools.

Though strange it may seem to the many

The many cannot be part of the few.

Seeing clearly the challenges before me,

It's perfect love that will lead me through.

DionWorx

122...Sonnet LXXIX

A thousand times I call yet no answer.

A thousand minutes desolate in vain.

Many days appointed to gather in total

accumulated as if points to a game.

A measure of time that spans inconceivably

as a string of endless ambivalence,

tied in knots of classified disappointments,

irretrievably lost in quiet frustration.

A meager expectation thwarted.

Reduced to a miracle that may occur.

Confounding logic to a stalemate.

Circumventing a defeat, the will to surrender,

I become haggard and gray gracefully.

One day you’ll remember I am your brother.

DionWorx

121...Sonnet LXXVIII

When destiny’s chariot and its rider

converge with time to take me away,

I will have remembered to say “I love you.”

Embody the true meaning of that phrase.

Understand it was always meant for you

as discreet tears convey joy of a revelation.

I will have fed your mind with my love.

Romance your soul with my interpretations.

In a myriad of poetic symphonies

that rewarded me with dividends of gladness.

Intended to make your heart sing.

It took a lifetime to study and examine:

what was missing all along was you

to teach me what I could never imagine.

DionWorx

120...Sonnet LXXVII

How much can one person endure?

How long does it take to heal the hurt?

How best to entertain the idea

that you will never return.

Has this ever happened to you?

Am I paying a debt unbeknown?

May I envisage an outcome

that does not reek of wrong?

Extol the virtues of a woman,

while embers dissipate in ash?

Did you not find me with a smile?

Hear my voice with sighs of glad?

You’ve seen tears of a man

But not the one where you left me last.

DionWorx




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119...Sonnet LXXVI

Take a peek at my temperate heart;
Do you recognize it at all?
Is there any semblance to what is was,
at first light the colors you recall?

Take a look at the past of not long ago
to define what lives in the present.
The challenges of reason over emotions.
The futile battle to think of you less.

Mere thoughts of you whether by day or night
only serve to vamp up creative thinking;
while ambivalence uncomfortably stands

alongside the fears you’ll soon forget me.
Undress my soul to re-examine how
my heart is still full of you…unrelenting.



DionWorx



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118...Sonnet LXXV

Jubilant spirits converge within.

Emotions emerge in euphoria.
Needing you is at the peak of my desires
Needing you...more than I have past.

I remember much your hands defining
Loving gentle strokes practiced so well.
Over and over again melting in your space,
Valiantly falling under your spell.

Endless thoughts of you fill my nights
Yearning desires strung along.
Of that day... tides hold the memories

Underlying the splendor of your touch.
Sparkling in my eyes as I reminisce
One by one your fingers rolling along.


DionWorx



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117...New York Minute XV: Afternoon In The Harbor

Afternoon in the harbor.
Helicopters above roaming.
Back and forth coming and going,
one leaving another arriving.

Gunboat escorting, sporting
a yard of steel imposing.
Ski mask covering identity.
At the helm no one posing.

New York Waterway streaks by
gallivanting the waters.
Only the ferry merits
measures of caution to ponder.

On the west is all the action.
On the east the gawking is most.
Two seagulls hastily dash by
and I wonder what they might know.


DionWorx

116...Sonnet LXXIV

How dare I dream…how dare I aspire.

How dare I add value to my thoughts.

Consider its merits and speak.

Logically evaluate principles taught.

How dare I expect respect unconditionally

without disproving stereotypes adopted.

Blow my mind and think I am equal.

Believe indignant trial periods end.

How dare I understand the words you choose.

Disagree wholeheartedly disappointed.

Oh! the fickle behavior of minds that meet,

until the paper sword is brandished.

Illusions are worst than delusions.

Expectations worst than indignation's.

DionWorx