Sonnet 296

You walked into the hall and time did stop;
Sharp voices stalled abruptly in the room,
There every mind absolved of every thought
Save one that your sweet visage now did own.
Oh beauty rare that with this silent power
Holds rapt harsh eyes that every face did glaze,
Disparaging oft with look disdained and dour
Now rigored quite in silent dumbstruck praise.
What pleasure so to see the haughty slain,
Fair beauty’s boot upon those pompous throats
That from thick scrags that thin blue blood might stain
Prinked ruffles that the darkest hearts do cloak;
But then you flashed a smile to souls astound —
And in an instant razed them to the ground.

© Loubert S Suddaby. All Rights Reserved.

Sonnet 295

We met by star lust, shared a drink or two
Our worlds colliding, differing night as day,
Drawn together by dark matter’s murky glue,
Sheer Jovian impact, now what to say?
Had I but there a cigarette to light
To burn the awkward silence of the Moon:
Saturnine bleakness murking into night,
Black holian shadows oppressive as a tomb.
Dimples of Venus, love is deep as skin—
No comet bright to burst through passions door,
Just the lingering scent of telluric sin
Meteoric clothing strewn upon the floor.
I fall to Earth, eclipse my Martian frame,
Mercurial madness marred by stellar shame.

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