On KEH
Kindly as the light that rises up at dawn
Against the dark night sky shining in the morn
The dew of even glistening upon the lawn
Halliday arises for the genethliac storm
Exhaling fragrant canephoras at the start of every day
Rutilantly presenting in a gentle roscid way
Invoking languid sonorities in our crania of clay.
Now hangs my unremembrant head in sadness, forsaken and forlorn
E’en as the bold fritillary upon the springtime* morn.
*It is springtime in the australian hemisphere.
The let not winter’s ragged hand deface
For soon proud pied April shall efface
And make sweet some vial, some treasure
That heavy Saturn upon the green verdure
Shall laugh and leap as winter days
Give way to spring wherein
The birds shall sing
And blossom fling
Its beauty o’er the earth.
ex. Sonnets 97&98 WS
Because
the trees are in blossom
the brook babbles down the hill side
the sky is blue
the air is warm
the birds sing with delight
the meadow is full of spring flowers
Waitrose was open
Jane insisted that we go in…..
And its Tuesday
Eucharistic clades of cathartic narcissi
In beryllian verdure optate over a hydral effluvium
Asping through agnusacian elysiona
While in celestial dynamic effulgence
The photosynthetic domain of the autocratic solaris
Throngs upon the fruitful ground which slumbers
As armoured arthropods draw pneumatic nets
Accumulating dew in flaxen phials:
A thesaural presentment in this seasonal tide
And on an April’s anniversarial morn.
Ode to the end
As fast as thou shalt program, so fast thou art in art.
Backbone of the office, from which thou now depart.
Abacus the bounty to which DR gave a heart.
Taxpack the fuel infuriates from the start.
Electronic filing gives int’rest to the smarter
Corporations now befuddled by the word from Carter.
Technology for compliance available for barter,
CT Lite from Sage is a very fine starter.
Systems to accomplish all that you could need
To aid and abet in consumerisms greed.
Mark your words carefully, a transition now begins
Closing down tonight a penalty for their sins?
ex. Sonnet 11 BillS
© Rosie Inglis, Jane Malkin, Stuart Moffatt 2009
Sagen wir zu allen Helden dass
Änderungen über uns kommen werden
In dem wir im Not fallen werden
Das du bei wegen USt uns lassen wirst.
Aber in deiner Zukunft mag es aller gut mitgehen
Ohne besteuern.
Golden in the morning, the dew drops in the air,
Against the emerald lawn in the sunlight runs the hare;
Yet often, ever, yearning for velvet mosses rare
Leveretian pinguid calling hangs sweetly next the pair.
Expectantly the dawning of the genethliac day
Exhales the fragrancing canephoras in the fray.
And yet the very presence of the gentle, roscid way
Invoked no kindly order in a cranium of clay.
Instead the rutilant arising of solaris as if a faun
Only the languid sonorities of the ending of a storm.
To have such unrememberance, to find my mind is torn,
Obumbrated, in the refulgence of this sauveolent dawn!
So hangs my head in sadness, forsaken and forlorn
As now the bold fritillary upon an April’s morn!
Dies ille, dies irae?
In approaching the translation of the Latin text:
Dies ille, dies lunæ
Semper venit opportune
Rogo vos et quæro id
Quid est quod et quod est quid?
Again
Some have a habit of leaving the pack
And just like Rabbit they often bounce back
May you then keep it* upon the rack
‘Cos you may need it, when you next have a crack.
[* Your office knack]
As the bold sunset fadeth in the west
Which by and by black night doth take away
So fainteth this coeur who cannot rest
Without proof of that which it cannot say.
Suffer now the splendour of thy day to dawn,
Shun no more the apparition of thy face,
Let noble thought upon thy mind at morn
Impress herself, with words of tender grace.
After William S.