christmas Eve day - the sonnet ·

Last year tonight i insulated pipe ;

this year they froze , and for that i’m glad .

Family thinks i’m mad , i guess i fit the type ,

that or they think frozen water is bad

My body's filled by water - some think’s theirs .

" Frozen " after the month's hottest ever - s'good .

Hot’s what comes next ; “ they survive - who shares “

i’m old , i’d share what i’ve seen if i could .

This morning a witch said “ only hearts speak “ ;

so true that many just read “ lonely hearts .  . “ ,

others will cry “ witch ! he must be a freak “ -

and be right , for “ good sums “ exceed their parts .

i know as certain as my hot bath grows cold

“ save love for holy days “ is what we’re sold .

(˚ ㄥ _˚)    

jts 122413

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Leaving Bali - the sonnet

Sang Made Budiasa - artist

I am leaving Bali, and I am sad
It’s my own damn fault, same as when happy.
Being torn from illusion can make one mad -
odd, such nonsense can come from being 'sappy'.

How can holy-hoards, 'Boarding' be snappish?
Limitless yoga won’t quench some rages;
You love being served; not asking 'what's your wish?'
What do 'Boolays' find that's not on stages?

When the world will not help Bali be well,
no one will care - “where are the resorts?”
The demons had been loosed - all Bali hell ...
funny watching 'retreats' turned into forts.

When i am gone, i pray it won’t get worse;
if so, still my blame, it'll be a good curse.

(˚ ㄥ _˚)                    

jts 15/11/2011

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