The Midnight Sonneteer
@midnightsonneteer.bsky.social
Married poet, primarily here for anacreontic verse (wine, women, and song).
Please no pathologically thanatotic ideology or conservatism, especially MAGA, which is the gateway to totalitarianism, and that most certainly includes any type of salesmanship.
Please no pathologically thanatotic ideology or conservatism, especially MAGA, which is the gateway to totalitarianism, and that most certainly includes any type of salesmanship.
Apollo Verdigris
I dreamt we were young and spry,
my wife and I in birthday suits,
messaging by contentment sigh
with Cupid's dart in fond cahoots...
and then it was that I awoke
back into my malady...
where Cupid's bow is always broke
by darts nocked with infirmity.
I dreamt we were young and spry,
my wife and I in birthday suits,
messaging by contentment sigh
with Cupid's dart in fond cahoots...
and then it was that I awoke
back into my malady...
where Cupid's bow is always broke
by darts nocked with infirmity.
January 30, 2026 at 12:55 AM
Apollo Verdigris
I dreamt we were young and spry,
my wife and I in birthday suits,
messaging by contentment sigh
with Cupid's dart in fond cahoots...
and then it was that I awoke
back into my malady...
where Cupid's bow is always broke
by darts nocked with infirmity.
I dreamt we were young and spry,
my wife and I in birthday suits,
messaging by contentment sigh
with Cupid's dart in fond cahoots...
and then it was that I awoke
back into my malady...
where Cupid's bow is always broke
by darts nocked with infirmity.
Argo Navis
Aware of their fragility
bold men always wanted more,
so, they took their ships to the sea
and southern skies to explore...
where virgin designations were made
above and beyond their mast and spars
as they mastered the winds of trade...
and tried to colonize the stars.
Aware of their fragility
bold men always wanted more,
so, they took their ships to the sea
and southern skies to explore...
where virgin designations were made
above and beyond their mast and spars
as they mastered the winds of trade...
and tried to colonize the stars.
January 29, 2026 at 11:52 PM
Argo Navis
Aware of their fragility
bold men always wanted more,
so, they took their ships to the sea
and southern skies to explore...
where virgin designations were made
above and beyond their mast and spars
as they mastered the winds of trade...
and tried to colonize the stars.
Aware of their fragility
bold men always wanted more,
so, they took their ships to the sea
and southern skies to explore...
where virgin designations were made
above and beyond their mast and spars
as they mastered the winds of trade...
and tried to colonize the stars.
Reposted by The Midnight Sonneteer
Art by Lar DeSouza…
January 28, 2026 at 5:18 PM
Art by Lar DeSouza…
Phoenicopterus
Forsaken or forsworn
are the asterisms of old...
castaway and lovelorn
in the interstellar cold.
The forgone Mansions of The Moon
lost into an ethos fade
like a receding banshee croon
from an eidolon everglade.
Forsaken or forsworn
are the asterisms of old...
castaway and lovelorn
in the interstellar cold.
The forgone Mansions of The Moon
lost into an ethos fade
like a receding banshee croon
from an eidolon everglade.
January 27, 2026 at 4:45 PM
Phoenicopterus
Forsaken or forsworn
are the asterisms of old...
castaway and lovelorn
in the interstellar cold.
The forgone Mansions of The Moon
lost into an ethos fade
like a receding banshee croon
from an eidolon everglade.
Forsaken or forsworn
are the asterisms of old...
castaway and lovelorn
in the interstellar cold.
The forgone Mansions of The Moon
lost into an ethos fade
like a receding banshee croon
from an eidolon everglade.
Alpha Waves
8 to 13 Hertz
Strong or weak force; valence shell...
is all we ever are or were
in 2 trillion galaxy hell
where love and hate are just as sure...
a brief ghost sum of things,
that's all that we can be,
rotunding in a theory of strings
haunting omneity.
8 to 13 Hertz
Strong or weak force; valence shell...
is all we ever are or were
in 2 trillion galaxy hell
where love and hate are just as sure...
a brief ghost sum of things,
that's all that we can be,
rotunding in a theory of strings
haunting omneity.
January 26, 2026 at 12:32 AM
Alpha Waves
8 to 13 Hertz
Strong or weak force; valence shell...
is all we ever are or were
in 2 trillion galaxy hell
where love and hate are just as sure...
a brief ghost sum of things,
that's all that we can be,
rotunding in a theory of strings
haunting omneity.
8 to 13 Hertz
Strong or weak force; valence shell...
is all we ever are or were
in 2 trillion galaxy hell
where love and hate are just as sure...
a brief ghost sum of things,
that's all that we can be,
rotunding in a theory of strings
haunting omneity.
DLO
To every MAGA rudesby:
I offer my condolences
regarding the stillbirth
of your imagination.
For instance:
Might we at least be...
honest enough...
to move The Constitution
to the Dead Letter Office.
To every MAGA rudesby:
I offer my condolences
regarding the stillbirth
of your imagination.
For instance:
Might we at least be...
honest enough...
to move The Constitution
to the Dead Letter Office.
January 24, 2026 at 8:00 PM
DLO
To every MAGA rudesby:
I offer my condolences
regarding the stillbirth
of your imagination.
For instance:
Might we at least be...
honest enough...
to move The Constitution
to the Dead Letter Office.
To every MAGA rudesby:
I offer my condolences
regarding the stillbirth
of your imagination.
For instance:
Might we at least be...
honest enough...
to move The Constitution
to the Dead Letter Office.
The Wild Yonder
Longshadow winter noon...
everywhere's a sundown beach
where no one gets a tan too soon
in that ultraviolet reach.
Best glare of the whole damn year
a splendor blue and true...
in razzle dazzle atmosphere
where afflatus meets can-do!
Longshadow winter noon...
everywhere's a sundown beach
where no one gets a tan too soon
in that ultraviolet reach.
Best glare of the whole damn year
a splendor blue and true...
in razzle dazzle atmosphere
where afflatus meets can-do!
January 19, 2026 at 10:59 PM
The Wild Yonder
Longshadow winter noon...
everywhere's a sundown beach
where no one gets a tan too soon
in that ultraviolet reach.
Best glare of the whole damn year
a splendor blue and true...
in razzle dazzle atmosphere
where afflatus meets can-do!
Longshadow winter noon...
everywhere's a sundown beach
where no one gets a tan too soon
in that ultraviolet reach.
Best glare of the whole damn year
a splendor blue and true...
in razzle dazzle atmosphere
where afflatus meets can-do!
Crambo
Last night...was campfire and stars
and a forming of the frost
as matins were as muse bazaars...
some to stay and others lost.
Thusly thoughts ethereal...
twinkle teemed and firedamp
exploded into some verse withal...
detonated...by a brainwave amp!
Last night...was campfire and stars
and a forming of the frost
as matins were as muse bazaars...
some to stay and others lost.
Thusly thoughts ethereal...
twinkle teemed and firedamp
exploded into some verse withal...
detonated...by a brainwave amp!
January 18, 2026 at 7:07 PM
Crambo
Last night...was campfire and stars
and a forming of the frost
as matins were as muse bazaars...
some to stay and others lost.
Thusly thoughts ethereal...
twinkle teemed and firedamp
exploded into some verse withal...
detonated...by a brainwave amp!
Last night...was campfire and stars
and a forming of the frost
as matins were as muse bazaars...
some to stay and others lost.
Thusly thoughts ethereal...
twinkle teemed and firedamp
exploded into some verse withal...
detonated...by a brainwave amp!
Brocaded Days
I saw winter sun on a tree
to mark the texture in the bark
all bas-relief shadowy
half lit and terminator dark.
Sol 3 glory at ecliptic low
full beaming all aslant
glossing feathers on every crow...
and springing the slumbering plant.
I saw winter sun on a tree
to mark the texture in the bark
all bas-relief shadowy
half lit and terminator dark.
Sol 3 glory at ecliptic low
full beaming all aslant
glossing feathers on every crow...
and springing the slumbering plant.
January 15, 2026 at 11:46 PM
Brocaded Days
I saw winter sun on a tree
to mark the texture in the bark
all bas-relief shadowy
half lit and terminator dark.
Sol 3 glory at ecliptic low
full beaming all aslant
glossing feathers on every crow...
and springing the slumbering plant.
I saw winter sun on a tree
to mark the texture in the bark
all bas-relief shadowy
half lit and terminator dark.
Sol 3 glory at ecliptic low
full beaming all aslant
glossing feathers on every crow...
and springing the slumbering plant.
Meridian Venus
2017
I saw her thus, only once,
close to the summit of noon
in a peerless orbital bunce
of Earth and Sun and Moon...
a heavenly body in a place
where dayglow will obstruct
an unimpeded view of space
that an eclipse will deconstruct.
2017
I saw her thus, only once,
close to the summit of noon
in a peerless orbital bunce
of Earth and Sun and Moon...
a heavenly body in a place
where dayglow will obstruct
an unimpeded view of space
that an eclipse will deconstruct.
January 14, 2026 at 11:59 PM
Meridian Venus
2017
I saw her thus, only once,
close to the summit of noon
in a peerless orbital bunce
of Earth and Sun and Moon...
a heavenly body in a place
where dayglow will obstruct
an unimpeded view of space
that an eclipse will deconstruct.
2017
I saw her thus, only once,
close to the summit of noon
in a peerless orbital bunce
of Earth and Sun and Moon...
a heavenly body in a place
where dayglow will obstruct
an unimpeded view of space
that an eclipse will deconstruct.
The Crude Planet
of Oil Vampires
Imagine an entire ecosphere
destroyed by a voting bloc
of Mad Max white dudes
in greasy Monster trucks
vanilla crucifix terrified
of solar power, wind farms,
and hard-working Mexicans.
Fork tongued paleface
won't step out of the Shell
to man up and mingle!
of Oil Vampires
Imagine an entire ecosphere
destroyed by a voting bloc
of Mad Max white dudes
in greasy Monster trucks
vanilla crucifix terrified
of solar power, wind farms,
and hard-working Mexicans.
Fork tongued paleface
won't step out of the Shell
to man up and mingle!
January 14, 2026 at 5:01 PM
The Crude Planet
of Oil Vampires
Imagine an entire ecosphere
destroyed by a voting bloc
of Mad Max white dudes
in greasy Monster trucks
vanilla crucifix terrified
of solar power, wind farms,
and hard-working Mexicans.
Fork tongued paleface
won't step out of the Shell
to man up and mingle!
of Oil Vampires
Imagine an entire ecosphere
destroyed by a voting bloc
of Mad Max white dudes
in greasy Monster trucks
vanilla crucifix terrified
of solar power, wind farms,
and hard-working Mexicans.
Fork tongued paleface
won't step out of the Shell
to man up and mingle!
Rhetoric
A poison gets in the ear,
often at a rally,
emphasizing rage and fear
in a back bedeviled alley,
where evil plants a germ
as toxic as can be
like a Kennedy brain worm
eating at liberty
liberty here, liberty there,
liberty lacking everywhere
until a cure is found
with reason all around.
A poison gets in the ear,
often at a rally,
emphasizing rage and fear
in a back bedeviled alley,
where evil plants a germ
as toxic as can be
like a Kennedy brain worm
eating at liberty
liberty here, liberty there,
liberty lacking everywhere
until a cure is found
with reason all around.
January 12, 2026 at 6:16 PM
Rhetoric
A poison gets in the ear,
often at a rally,
emphasizing rage and fear
in a back bedeviled alley,
where evil plants a germ
as toxic as can be
like a Kennedy brain worm
eating at liberty
liberty here, liberty there,
liberty lacking everywhere
until a cure is found
with reason all around.
A poison gets in the ear,
often at a rally,
emphasizing rage and fear
in a back bedeviled alley,
where evil plants a germ
as toxic as can be
like a Kennedy brain worm
eating at liberty
liberty here, liberty there,
liberty lacking everywhere
until a cure is found
with reason all around.
Eventide
Gentle sunset,
of far flung scarlet hue...
in fading twilight beset,
on the way to midnight blue.
Settle sweet,
Chariot Apollo...
and grace the dreams we greet
in your pacific wallow!
Gentle sunset,
of far flung scarlet hue...
in fading twilight beset,
on the way to midnight blue.
Settle sweet,
Chariot Apollo...
and grace the dreams we greet
in your pacific wallow!
January 12, 2026 at 2:27 AM
Eventide
Gentle sunset,
of far flung scarlet hue...
in fading twilight beset,
on the way to midnight blue.
Settle sweet,
Chariot Apollo...
and grace the dreams we greet
in your pacific wallow!
Gentle sunset,
of far flung scarlet hue...
in fading twilight beset,
on the way to midnight blue.
Settle sweet,
Chariot Apollo...
and grace the dreams we greet
in your pacific wallow!
Good.
I am old and weak...
my bardic voice...abates.
But rather that than ammo geek
seen in MAGA reprobates!
Now thunderation flows
all through my waning brawn
to smash in any haughty nose...
who treats a mom with pistols drawn!!!
Karma clap your honest bolts
down upon these MAGA dolts!!!
I am old and weak...
my bardic voice...abates.
But rather that than ammo geek
seen in MAGA reprobates!
Now thunderation flows
all through my waning brawn
to smash in any haughty nose...
who treats a mom with pistols drawn!!!
Karma clap your honest bolts
down upon these MAGA dolts!!!
January 10, 2026 at 10:24 PM
Good.
I am old and weak...
my bardic voice...abates.
But rather that than ammo geek
seen in MAGA reprobates!
Now thunderation flows
all through my waning brawn
to smash in any haughty nose...
who treats a mom with pistols drawn!!!
Karma clap your honest bolts
down upon these MAGA dolts!!!
I am old and weak...
my bardic voice...abates.
But rather that than ammo geek
seen in MAGA reprobates!
Now thunderation flows
all through my waning brawn
to smash in any haughty nose...
who treats a mom with pistols drawn!!!
Karma clap your honest bolts
down upon these MAGA dolts!!!
Reposted by The Midnight Sonneteer
#poetry
Aether thickens from
Hypernormal gaslight
Casting broad bands
Of shadowed truth
In flicker cones of
Unreal half-light
Unraveling reality
With sights unseen
Until falsity reigns
As insight supreme
Aether thickens from
Hypernormal gaslight
Casting broad bands
Of shadowed truth
In flicker cones of
Unreal half-light
Unraveling reality
With sights unseen
Until falsity reigns
As insight supreme
January 9, 2026 at 8:31 PM
#poetry
Aether thickens from
Hypernormal gaslight
Casting broad bands
Of shadowed truth
In flicker cones of
Unreal half-light
Unraveling reality
With sights unseen
Until falsity reigns
As insight supreme
Aether thickens from
Hypernormal gaslight
Casting broad bands
Of shadowed truth
In flicker cones of
Unreal half-light
Unraveling reality
With sights unseen
Until falsity reigns
As insight supreme
Reprieve
The truth is dreadful...
when what we want is a wish
in moods too unregretful
and consideration offish.
Pay grace forward
and pay it well
in demeanor and your word
and we may see the last of hell.
The truth is dreadful...
when what we want is a wish
in moods too unregretful
and consideration offish.
Pay grace forward
and pay it well
in demeanor and your word
and we may see the last of hell.
January 10, 2026 at 9:09 PM
Reprieve
The truth is dreadful...
when what we want is a wish
in moods too unregretful
and consideration offish.
Pay grace forward
and pay it well
in demeanor and your word
and we may see the last of hell.
The truth is dreadful...
when what we want is a wish
in moods too unregretful
and consideration offish.
Pay grace forward
and pay it well
in demeanor and your word
and we may see the last of hell.
Red Alerts!
Irony knows
the best cavaliers
are none too cavalier
and that the tough guys
shit their boots the most
and that Buddha says
to stay in your own lane
when all the world exhibits pain
Jeebus, Buddha, cavalier,
and cheerless shitboot Rambo fear
Reason enough...
not to hark the dudes
Irony knows
the best cavaliers
are none too cavalier
and that the tough guys
shit their boots the most
and that Buddha says
to stay in your own lane
when all the world exhibits pain
Jeebus, Buddha, cavalier,
and cheerless shitboot Rambo fear
Reason enough...
not to hark the dudes
January 9, 2026 at 11:49 PM
Red Alerts!
Irony knows
the best cavaliers
are none too cavalier
and that the tough guys
shit their boots the most
and that Buddha says
to stay in your own lane
when all the world exhibits pain
Jeebus, Buddha, cavalier,
and cheerless shitboot Rambo fear
Reason enough...
not to hark the dudes
Irony knows
the best cavaliers
are none too cavalier
and that the tough guys
shit their boots the most
and that Buddha says
to stay in your own lane
when all the world exhibits pain
Jeebus, Buddha, cavalier,
and cheerless shitboot Rambo fear
Reason enough...
not to hark the dudes
Iocaine Powder
Nature versus nurture
is really still just nature
which may include some torture
like shitty nomenclature
but labels are as labels do
and will not do the thinking
that lets you know if it is true...
what just is or isn't hoodwinking.
Nature versus nurture
is really still just nature
which may include some torture
like shitty nomenclature
but labels are as labels do
and will not do the thinking
that lets you know if it is true...
what just is or isn't hoodwinking.
January 7, 2026 at 2:43 AM
Iocaine Powder
Nature versus nurture
is really still just nature
which may include some torture
like shitty nomenclature
but labels are as labels do
and will not do the thinking
that lets you know if it is true...
what just is or isn't hoodwinking.
Nature versus nurture
is really still just nature
which may include some torture
like shitty nomenclature
but labels are as labels do
and will not do the thinking
that lets you know if it is true...
what just is or isn't hoodwinking.
Morphean Idylls
Thoughts oft ring like a bell
lost amid the fog
to charm as if it were a spell
or a pastoral dialogue
as soft spoken as the muse
whose aether flux of midnight blood
dream flumes us to transfuse....
cogitation...
in a daybreak flood.
Thoughts oft ring like a bell
lost amid the fog
to charm as if it were a spell
or a pastoral dialogue
as soft spoken as the muse
whose aether flux of midnight blood
dream flumes us to transfuse....
cogitation...
in a daybreak flood.
January 5, 2026 at 5:27 PM
Morphean Idylls
Thoughts oft ring like a bell
lost amid the fog
to charm as if it were a spell
or a pastoral dialogue
as soft spoken as the muse
whose aether flux of midnight blood
dream flumes us to transfuse....
cogitation...
in a daybreak flood.
Thoughts oft ring like a bell
lost amid the fog
to charm as if it were a spell
or a pastoral dialogue
as soft spoken as the muse
whose aether flux of midnight blood
dream flumes us to transfuse....
cogitation...
in a daybreak flood.
In poems or a meme
our thoughts lay side by side
enough to fill a printer's ream
or headstones to abide.
No mirth they give
all on their own
as they themselves don't live
in paper, ink, or stone.
Dead men tell no tale
and only leave some clues
or details which regale
as graveyards of old news.
our thoughts lay side by side
enough to fill a printer's ream
or headstones to abide.
No mirth they give
all on their own
as they themselves don't live
in paper, ink, or stone.
Dead men tell no tale
and only leave some clues
or details which regale
as graveyards of old news.
January 2, 2026 at 11:27 PM
In poems or a meme
our thoughts lay side by side
enough to fill a printer's ream
or headstones to abide.
No mirth they give
all on their own
as they themselves don't live
in paper, ink, or stone.
Dead men tell no tale
and only leave some clues
or details which regale
as graveyards of old news.
our thoughts lay side by side
enough to fill a printer's ream
or headstones to abide.
No mirth they give
all on their own
as they themselves don't live
in paper, ink, or stone.
Dead men tell no tale
and only leave some clues
or details which regale
as graveyards of old news.
Spin Cycle
Slung into another year
like clothing or a dish
in the whirlpool schmear
of universal wish
In this heed ye chirality,
or imbalance, if ye will,
and tacit sinistrality
in tornadic overkill
Give your vibes a twist
like lemon or a lime
to see yourself persist
in one more year of rhyme!
Slung into another year
like clothing or a dish
in the whirlpool schmear
of universal wish
In this heed ye chirality,
or imbalance, if ye will,
and tacit sinistrality
in tornadic overkill
Give your vibes a twist
like lemon or a lime
to see yourself persist
in one more year of rhyme!
January 1, 2026 at 9:59 PM
Spin Cycle
Slung into another year
like clothing or a dish
in the whirlpool schmear
of universal wish
In this heed ye chirality,
or imbalance, if ye will,
and tacit sinistrality
in tornadic overkill
Give your vibes a twist
like lemon or a lime
to see yourself persist
in one more year of rhyme!
Slung into another year
like clothing or a dish
in the whirlpool schmear
of universal wish
In this heed ye chirality,
or imbalance, if ye will,
and tacit sinistrality
in tornadic overkill
Give your vibes a twist
like lemon or a lime
to see yourself persist
in one more year of rhyme!
Skylines
The sun in winter sometimes sets
in reminiscence gold...
honoring what man forgets
amid skies clear and cold.
Horizon beams in dazzle reach
will bounce and coax a gleam
in a final fading beseech...
where flashback alchemizes...
...into dream.
The sun in winter sometimes sets
in reminiscence gold...
honoring what man forgets
amid skies clear and cold.
Horizon beams in dazzle reach
will bounce and coax a gleam
in a final fading beseech...
where flashback alchemizes...
...into dream.
December 31, 2025 at 1:09 AM
Skylines
The sun in winter sometimes sets
in reminiscence gold...
honoring what man forgets
amid skies clear and cold.
Horizon beams in dazzle reach
will bounce and coax a gleam
in a final fading beseech...
where flashback alchemizes...
...into dream.
The sun in winter sometimes sets
in reminiscence gold...
honoring what man forgets
amid skies clear and cold.
Horizon beams in dazzle reach
will bounce and coax a gleam
in a final fading beseech...
where flashback alchemizes...
...into dream.
A Pox Upon Us
Trump goes the news
but no one hears
the latest blatant crime
Trump goes the news
but no one sees
him do it all the time
Trump goes the news
and then one day
a deadlier paradigm...
where MAGA says they "choose"
more cruelty where we pay
with the sacred public dime.
Trump goes the news
but no one hears
the latest blatant crime
Trump goes the news
but no one sees
him do it all the time
Trump goes the news
and then one day
a deadlier paradigm...
where MAGA says they "choose"
more cruelty where we pay
with the sacred public dime.
December 30, 2025 at 7:53 PM
A Pox Upon Us
Trump goes the news
but no one hears
the latest blatant crime
Trump goes the news
but no one sees
him do it all the time
Trump goes the news
and then one day
a deadlier paradigm...
where MAGA says they "choose"
more cruelty where we pay
with the sacred public dime.
Trump goes the news
but no one hears
the latest blatant crime
Trump goes the news
but no one sees
him do it all the time
Trump goes the news
and then one day
a deadlier paradigm...
where MAGA says they "choose"
more cruelty where we pay
with the sacred public dime.
Ecosphere
It takes two to tango
in both war and dance
when we might garner mango
in kinder circumstance
when groves will replace war
as risk will honor trees
and hatred nevermore
as we listen to the breeze
act as God above
the errors that we make
when we might pursue love
as a balmier mistake.
It takes two to tango
in both war and dance
when we might garner mango
in kinder circumstance
when groves will replace war
as risk will honor trees
and hatred nevermore
as we listen to the breeze
act as God above
the errors that we make
when we might pursue love
as a balmier mistake.
December 29, 2025 at 9:35 PM
Ecosphere
It takes two to tango
in both war and dance
when we might garner mango
in kinder circumstance
when groves will replace war
as risk will honor trees
and hatred nevermore
as we listen to the breeze
act as God above
the errors that we make
when we might pursue love
as a balmier mistake.
It takes two to tango
in both war and dance
when we might garner mango
in kinder circumstance
when groves will replace war
as risk will honor trees
and hatred nevermore
as we listen to the breeze
act as God above
the errors that we make
when we might pursue love
as a balmier mistake.