Memories

For Blogophilia Topic: Memories,
Hard Bonus: Include a past Blogphilia blog, I am resharing a blog I wrote for week 13.5  It is a Crown Sonnet Redouble`. I used the Blogophilia topics, phrases and the bonus topics for each week of season one year five and incorporated each week into one sonnet. The topic and pic phrase is in the first stanza with each of the bonus topics in the other two stanzas with the couplet leading into the next week’s topic. You will figure it out as you read along. I worked very hard at staying in the sonnet format utilizing the ten syllable count for each line. It is the longest, hardest and probably the dumbest poem I have ever written. It was posted on my Myspace blogs before they all dissappeared. 
 Easy Bonus: Mention a Blogophila writer: Tyler (in poem)

Memories can bring a smile, cause a sigh and bring a tear to the eye.  Make you laugh or burst out in song. They can last All day long.

They release emotions held within and be relived over again, show you the way in the dark of day.

Give you the feeling that someone cares. And they can last forever, if you share.

Poem Title: Blogophilia

Sonnet I

While going the extra mile we were sited

by a high plains drifter on the hill

I can tell you right now we were excited

because the drifters name was not Bill Will

 Being chased by a herd of wild babies

in a dream from  my own demented mind

 the stampeding babies all had rabies

I must say those babies were not very nice

"One tequila, two, three tequila, floor"

I cannot believe I am doing this

 There goes Tyler running through the points door

 I think I'm falling into the abyss

Most of you will think that I need slappin'

as we sat on the rocks; lightly nappin'

Sonnet II

As we sat on the rocks; lightly nappin'

the fox and the hound ran beside our stone

the hound circled like he was trackin'

or perhaps he was searchin' for a bone

eighty percent of you know this is stupid

twenty percent believe I'm a clown

one hundred percent want me suited

in a straight jacket hospital gown

or tied to a shot put strapped to my neck

and tossed into  my own inner hell

the mind is lost on a simple trek

if you  find it put it back in its cell

Ah, the white coats! We are reunited!

They said: You are cordially invited

Sonnet III

They said: You are cordially invited

and there is no place for a Backup Plan

 your poem cannot even be recited

in fact it is driving us all quite mad

Ice Water Castles adrift in the sky

on clouds of vaporous transparent hue

birds of indifference flying on high

if you didn't notice I am quite blue

Aethenoth or Boethos one and the same

he pranced, danced, with grace and proud dignity

and on his back Godiva made her name

Horse and lady; both visions of beauty

Now it is time to continue the slappin'

and, and...and that's how it really happened

Sonnet IV

And, and...and that's how it really happened

I believed that I was walking on air

but it was really: Skyline Manhattan

and once realized I was really scared

You can agree to disagree, or not

that I am undeniably confused

What's my pedigree? Silly me...blood clot

Are you now feeling totally abused?

Two left feet; three times six plus two left toes

the right, forgotten one, has not a clue

about what the left one thinks it knows

Does anyone have a pair of two left shoes?

I will purchase this no matter the cost

A new day with or without a big boss

Sonnet V

A new day with or without a big boss

I intend to make a very big splash

My thoughts coated with gloss; total chaos

No; I'm not smokin' any of your hash stash

Twist, Stomp or make my brain mashed potatoes

We will dance our troubles away today

and make sauce out of your red tomatoes

Won't you stay? My mind really wants to play

The Center Of The Universe You are

The galaxy, the sun, reflect your glow

beneath a canopy of shining stars

They pale when compared to your dazzling show

Joy filled laughter in the dark of the night

Hilaria! We rejoiced within the lights

sonnet VI

Hilaria! We rejoice within the lights

Swimming, laughing in a back Waterworld

Beneath the moon and a star studded night

and into the darkness our cares we hurled

the Pacific Northwest tree octopus

Of this my thought fade, I have not a clue

It might as well be a cussed succubus

or the old lady who is quite the prude

Jackalope, antelope how can we cope?

The mind goes turvy and tries to scurry

away from thoughts of noosing Marvin's rope

Does Marvin hurry, doesn't he worry?

No; he is hiding away in Laos

He is always thriving on the chaos

Sonnet VII

He is always thriving on the chaos

as he tries to comb his helmet shaped hair

A leader is he? Nah, he's a straw boss

and his topics often  cause us to stare

Steve Martin in bunny ears brings a tear

He is often outrageous and mad

I wipe my eyes to make my vision clear

and realize that I have really been had

Hot potato; yum! Won't you give me one

I prefer it baked, much better than cake

Please won't you tell me; are you having fun?

There goes Tyler; he's running for the gate

Imagination will always take flight

in light or the darkness of stellar nights

Sonnet VIII

In light or the darkness of stellar nights

You can be sure a tree grows in Brooklyn

and it's leaves in Autumn are golden bright

yes, my concern for this tree is maudlin

Its fragrance is an enticingly pure

The shape is magically majestic

Its allure is emotionally sure

Its moves in the wind a dance artistic

No burning bridges to stop your ascent

but you may become weary as you climb

Once you arrive you will not descend

for the tree whispers images sublime

As we prepare to spend a stellar night

A happy journey was ours without fright

Sonnet IX

A Happy Journey was ours without fright

and we did not think that three is a crowd

There is comfort in numbers in the night

when nature's silence seems to be quite loud

Bad, Bad Leroy Brown would be out of place

Black Diamonds shine bright in the light of night

Blue birds over the mountain claim their space

Nature may offer a night of full fright

"How I wish, How I wish you were here..." now

Your tears, your kiss I miss. Your smile is gone

My dreams are empty, no joy is allowed

My heart no longer sings a happy song

The tears, the fears, away with you I bade

I no longer question: Whereat with blade

Sonnet X

I no longer question: Whereat with blade

We no longer speak like a valley girl

Oh my Gawd! like; gag me with a parade!

For which I am grateful; it made me hurl

“Sacré bleu” I say unto you; “what now?”

“une bague de fiançailles" came your reply

“We just met!” I say in fear, “holy cow!”

“C'est la vie: I will wait until July”

Her response seemed transcendental; as if

she could view the future's future end line

Transparent am I to think she's a gift

Satan's present; trapped till the end of time

Can I transform the dark of Satan's night?

And turn death's cold, burnt ashes to starlight

Sonnet XI

And turn Death's cold, burnt ashes to starlight

Make a donut run in spite of the sun?

Crispy sweets; sugar glazed, shine in the night

Let's eat them quickly before we must go run  

Officer, the car thing just wouldn't stop

He looked at me with a glint in his eye

and said Try again pal, right from the top

I looked at him and said, “okay I lied”

I was having a nightmare in the day

Marvin Martian put his hand on my knee

I didn't know what to do, what to say

I tried to flee and let my knee be free

I wanted to enter the light of day

When I was just a child I couldn't say

Sonnet XII

When I was a just a child I couldn't say

or express myself so that they could hear

that i want a Love Bug  for with to play

i was gauché; social contact I feared

Awkward at best I would trip over words

Stumbling and bumbling my way through this life

Better to talk to animals, sing with birds

They are not critical, they give no strife

 Placebo of a man it’s what I am

Cardboard stand-in, entertain if I may

Faded wallflower quite dismal and bland

I haven't changed;  destined to stay this way

Climb for the stars touch the top of the hill

Absolutely never, well, maybe I will...

Sonnet XIII

Absolutely never, well, maybe I will

 Beetlejuice drink; the taste less than desired

There is more! Drink up old boy, drink your fill

Drink, drink we did, now the gut burns with fire

Haunting numbers infiltrate nightmare dreams

Age of birth, age of death,  a lifetime revealed

The flow goes quickly like  water in streams

Yes we wonder, but the end is concealed

A toss of the dice, a twisting of time

Numbers two or six, sixty two or eight

No matter the path, we walk a fine line

Have some Beetlejuice fuel, hasten your pace

Lines of words quite a bit more than a few

Written for Blogophilia and for you

Sonnet IVX

Written for Blogophilia and for you

To Marvin Martian my thoughts really railed

The words they came and the words how they flew

Against a mountain of thought the words failed

The Blogophilia writers; awesome group!

Week after week we await Martian clues

The points add up if your mind doesn't loop

If you are good the jacket is for you

Spreadsheets or guessing, we all take a chance

If the dice rolls your way you could win all

But if you don't guess you sit out the dance

Win or lose the game, we all have a ball

We are Blogophiliacs. We are Knighted

While going the extra mile; we were sited

Sonnet VX

 While going the extra mile; we were sited  

 as we sat on the rocks, lightly nappin'

 They said You are cordially invited

and that's how it really happened

 A New Day with or without the big boss

 Hilaria!: We rejoiced within the lights

 He is always Thriving on the Chaos

  In light or the darkness of Stellar Nights

A Happy Journey was ours without fright

 I no longer question Whereat with blade

 and turn death's cold, burnt Ashes to Starlight

 When I was just a child I couldn't say

 Absolutely Never, Well, Maybe we will

  Marvin, you always give us a big thrill!    

Fini 

My picture submission. Please click you tube link, in the black,below

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qrmkHeRNPUE&feature=youtu.be