Sonnetteers

Sonnetteers

Fourteen lines that rhyme with finery poetically correctly avidly indubitably Don Juan Carlos Santyana CharlaX prosed poetry. Off course eye got it wrong there is sixteen finery. Don Quixote Don Wand Don Sand Don Subliminal Don INcredible Don Suggestible INedible.  a-b-a-b, c-d-c-d, e-f-e-f cheat code for sonneteers.

An ominus beginning Joe Cocker is the greatest blues singer no one thinks of him that way,

but rock and roll beginnings all the old songs sound like him.

Government Mule sounds like Joe Cockers old band,

but only iff they had sang a Million Miles to go back then.

 Autonomous uncertain songs we heard no one can remember them now that no one cares for them at all,

Below this fruited plane the Jets were crashing all in vain.

Chased into the air the waves reverberate the radio brings the pain, Delivered my soul the musick did.

Chasten white in soul the bones laid barely there the sound brings back the pain, Determined to be myeslef again.

 Entertainment where we find it in words of praise we make it for the readers pleased, future makers of the prose. 

Enter worker writer poet planting seeds of maternity growing  something sweet, deciphering. Bring the docket make the mark chop the head bury the bones let me go on to Heaven with them Sonnetteers.