Sonnettics

This is the tune I am working into this sonnet:
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My Angel is a sparkling dream of lights
She rises like a million shining stars
I dream her by my side on lonely nights
She comes to me like Venus comes to Mars

Without her near, I feel the void of space
Within my empty heart, I feel the need
To fill the darkness with her brilliant grace
A grace no other angel can exceed

My Angel’s brilliant grace is light that shines
Through darkness, in my empty, lonely heart
There’s beauty in the orbits she designs
To bring me back when we may drift apart

Like diamonds in the heavens or my dreams
I love the way my Angel’s brilliance gleams!

A sister of the Oceanids, she rose
To give the weary traveler a kiss
I love the way her liquid beauty flows
Forgive me if I pause to reminisce

The traveler she kissed was none but me
I still remember wishing on a star
That I could be at one with her, the sea
And so I traveled long and very far

I found her in the East where it was warm
The rising sun gives beauty to her life
She dances like a wave tossed by a storm
With peace and grace her gentleness is rife

I love when Asia calls me from her place
And blows her gentle kisses on my face

I stood beside the Blackbird and inhaled
I didn’t just inhale; I caught my breath
The planes I saw around her simply paled
They built her more for graceful speed than death
I wondered if her spirit was at rest
Or if she flew above, where eagles soar
To godly heights her spirit can attest
 And even in her peace, her engines roar!
Her body calls the Udvar-Hazy home
I love to visit air and space with her
It seems a shame our bodies cannot roam
And yet we still remember what we were
She’s more than just a bird; she is a queen
With grace that’s more than I have ever seen.

I took my son (who just started hockey last year) to watch the Washington Capitals play against the Tampa Bay Lightning in DC tonight.
(Caps won 4-3!)
I actually wrote this sonnet during the game.

We came to watch the Caps command the ice
Ovechkin and the other boys in red
Their blades were knives and they knew how to slice
If blood was pucks, the other team was bled
They blew the horn, the fans yelled, “Let’s go Caps!”
We made some noise to tell the Caps they rock!
We watched ’em check the other hockey chaps
They gave those other chaps a brutal shock!
A power play became a classic score
The Caps went up, and then went up again!
For them the game’s a game; it’s not a chore
And yet, they play this hockey game to win!
We watched the Caps command the ice with grace
And put their poor opponents in their place.

I know I say that words are only words
And that they need to be poetic right
They flit around my head like little birds
They may not be sonnettic, but they might

If little songs are all my words can make
I’ll sing them like a Poe to my Lenore
But if the golden bowl is bound to break
I’ll sell my words like some sonnettic whore

They’re only words, but please come watch them whirl
Not everyone can see them like you do
They’re only wisdom to some silly girl
I won’t believe that silly girl is you!

Sometimes I write poetic wrong, or shit
But if you read my words, I’ll never quit!

Bright stars are all too far away to touch.
Is life too dark, or is it all too much?
Too distant in the future or the past?
What god would make a universe so vast?

The closest stars seem just within my reach;
I want a warm and brilliant kiss from each;
But even they are still too far away.
Why can’t their light, within my darkness stay?

Which of us here has ever touched a star?
Why do we seal our lights inside a jar?
Why do we try to touch the brilliant sky?
And seal our little lights away to die?

To god, the universe is just a spark;
Stars give us light, within this stretch of dark.

Say “Us” again and babe I will believe
in all your words; they have the sound of truth
I don’t believe you ever could deceive
my heart; your words are new, they feel like youth.
Your beauty permeates the things you say
And “Us” is beautiful like you; it’s true
I know we’re real and know that we will stay
As real as words proclaimed by me and you.
Reality is you and “us,” we’re real
I feel reality when you are near
And how I love the “us” of you I feel
You love “us” too, so babe I’ll never fear
that “Us” will cease to be; we never will
And I will say “forever” then and still.

The world is where my friend and I both live.
I’m glad I live and glad my friend does too.
I write with words I write with rhyme, I give
my words, my rhymes to one I love, to you.
the world is where I found the glory bright
and felt the warmth of love within my friend
I like to liken friendship to my light.
I like to know our friendship will not end.
The world is big; it’s easy to get lost.
But I will never lose my friend, I know
she cares for me, regardless of the cost
I love her more than I can ever show.
The world we live in gives us both the chance
to live good lives, my friend, can we go dance?