Wifey Sonnet No. 4
The
Holy Wind to Abyssinia bore
Us
on the back of steel eagle’s wings
To
land us in the orphan’s desert for
A
royal orphan son from Judah’s King.
This
fertile continent--heavy with child--
Bore
for us our beloved Beniam boy.
Oh,
Africa--womb of our son’s womb--wild
The
Land where Spirit hovered for our joy.
The
angel bard once likened childed womb
To sails
big-bellied blown by wanton wind.
Your
grace-filled fabric taut, a watery room,
Now
harbors holy gift, a sacrament.
As
Africa once bulged with right hand seed,
Inspired
your belly is with ‘Vangeline.
Upon Mr. Davis' wedding, a toast in honor of
his trading in his glorious hair to gain the
glory of the woman now known as Kristen Davis.
As earthy Adam sang a lyric poem
When’s virgin eyes beheld Eve’s fem’nine form,
Transfiguring to fire God’s breathy loam,
Man’s worded glory signified a storm
Of mingling desires, souls, flesh now spent
In sacrificial othering, so here
A radiant new creation has been rent
From slumb’ring Joshua’s side, this waking year.
Your five and thirty years of blinded life
Like Sampson’s: hairless, impotent to grind;
His wavy glory giv’n to pagan wife;
His glory lost, his life through death he'd find.
Though Adam sinned and Sampson sold his mane,
Your severed glory has greater glory gained.
One to his seniors several years ago
(while he was home with the flu . . . and seniors
in school with sonnet disease)
When I consider sonnets I turn green.
I gag. I heave. Dry heaves, they will not stop
Until I write a quatrain . . . wait! I mean
An octave! (What I've written is mere slop.)
I cannot do this . . . meter? When will't end?!!!
As soon as meter's dial'd I kill the rhyme.
This casualty results when I don't tend
All sheep at once. I'm running out of time . . .
Shakespear'ean hydra! Come at me full force!
My loins I'll gird and stand my ground a man
Who will not shirk from war, nor from the course
will I depart. (my mind has hatched a plan!)
Submission to this yoke (the sonnet's weight)
Now means I've earned the right to graduate.
