#nonet

The minutes all wander so fast

The clock is condescending

Footprints fade in the sand

I'm turning away

Soft and tender

This twilight

Is the

Rudolf Karel (1880-1945) - Nonet, Op. 11 - Allegro con fuoco · ·

A nonet for the prompt “Summer” for GOetry Monday

@goodomensafterdark

(9) Shall I compare you to the summer?

(8) You are more ardent, fierce and hot!

(7) I melt in you like ice cream,

(6) let your heat seep through me,

(5) boneless beneath you.

(4) Tempt me, Summer,

(3) apple red,

(2) neath sky-

(1) blue!

“He couldn't see why people made such a fuss about people eating their silly old fruit anyway, but life would be a lot less fun if they didn't. And there never was an apple, in Adam's opinion, that wasn't worth the trouble you got into for eating it. “

~ book!GoodOmens

Aziraphale (who’s sky-blue-eyed POV this poem is in) may carefully, lovingly mock the first two lines of the world’s most famous sonett (18) by Shakespeare:

Using the words astray, dust, laugh, sigh and smoke, I've done another nonet from Crowley's POV 💜

Caution, Still

In the dawning, the noon sun, the twilight sighs

In the daybreak, the dreaming, the stardust night

your laugh races, embraces, swooping around me,

like a white plume of smoke

I choke; hold my tongue -

astray I should stay.

Yet I'm forever

drawn to

I Still Wish

That summer six thousand years ago

The summer we met on the wall

I had a fucking heat stroke

'T was no sun or ill fate

To set me aflame

Just angel gaze

I still wish

I got

and my whole long life to give it,

I’d give it to you today.

A hasty, precious choice,

but you should know that

my perfect joy

is soft, blue,

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