Readers, here are the final four sonnets I wrote during Spring Break and National Poetry Month 2014.<\/p>\n
Sonnet No. 1 WAS written eight miles high over the Pacific; sonnet No. 2 coming into Hong Kong; sonnet No. 3 between HK and Guam; sonnet No. 4 flying up from Guam over Naftan Rock, Aguigan, and Tinian to Saipan. A bit of doggerel to introduce them:<\/p>\n
FINAL FOUR SPRING BREAK SONNETS<\/strong><\/p>\n Airy fairy, they\u2019re all air balls indeed #1. UNIVERSE? MULTIVERSE? I AM ALL YOURS<\/strong><\/p>\n I am all yours but lost somewhere #2. BOOMERS BETWEEN the IMMENSITIES<\/strong><\/p>\n Long time the greenbacks daily we all sought #3. LOVE AS A MONTHLY TYPHOON<\/strong><\/p>\n Love doth reign and live in each monthly moon Clouds gather one fine morn, build towards evening Love leaps over latitudes of attitudes Yet this temporary typhoon doth move #4. HOME ON TINIAN<\/strong><\/p>\n Happy the man and woman who have gone Ai adai, When will I return and how Oh how I miss my home in palm tree shade (Joseph B. Connolly)<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Readers, here are the final four sonnets I wrote during Spring Break and National Poetry…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":18,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[8],"tags":[51,295,338,313],"class_list":["post-33771","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-life-and-style","tag-guam","tag-hk","tag-hong-kong","tag-new-york"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.saipantribune.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/33771","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.saipantribune.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.saipantribune.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.saipantribune.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/18"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.saipantribune.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=33771"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.saipantribune.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/33771\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.saipantribune.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=33771"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.saipantribune.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=33771"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.saipantribune.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=33771"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nNothing but net and half court hooks
\nFlying at five hundred MPH the speed
\nIn the basketball of my brain it cooks
\nEight miles high, space, love, and home
\nIn uncomfortable seats I write each poem<\/p>\n
\nLost in the atmosphere above Juarez
\nOn a cosmic road rising desert air
\nLost in a dream like the old song says
\nYou can\u2019t find me and I can\u2019t find you
\nOur spirits soar stellar super nova bright
\nDark stormy weather hides a sky of blue
\nBlack holes not any easier to find at night
\nOh wake me up way before the dawn
\nThe planet Venus shines far off in the East
\nCold and shivering I start to yawn
\nYour smile a fresh memory at least
\nOur love is both a blessing and a curse
\nLost in the multiverse it could be worse<\/p>\n
\nBarely taking time for a vacation
\nOvercome by rust grudgingly we bought
\nCars or trucks to fix the situation
\nApartment to house we moved as we grew
\nWe, then our kids got an education
\nLearning about drugs and booze we turned blue
\nTaking advantage of situations
\nLife was full of surprises and new plans
\nDiscussing problems and propensities
\nMortgages, bankrupt, still major league fans
\nStumbling along between the IMMENSITIES
\nYes, BIRTH and DEATH, some tales not yet spoken
\nStill blooming, mature flowers, not broken<\/p>\n
\nBuilds itself up and down for twenty eight days
\nWaxes on with growing light, wanes too soon
\nComes and goes, man, woman, rabbit, many ways<\/p>\n
\nEven Cupid seeks prognostication
\nCyclonic choruses begin to sing
\nCrescendo to a heartfelt location<\/p>\n
\nBut \u201cHere comes your nineteenth nervous breakdown\u201d
\nIn the eye of the storm pleasant platitudes
\nFeeder bands drop salty tears of a clown<\/p>\n
\nSweet cyclic winds to meet and greet our love<\/p>\n
\nTraveling far throughout Micronesia
\nMeeting people, watching sunset and dawn
\nWhere everyday seems to reach out and please ya<\/p>\n
\nlong will it be before I finally reach
\nUnai Dankolo, Kammer, and Taga Beach
\nOr walk down a road, a chalan kaskao?<\/p>\n
\nNo city high rises – concrete and steel made
\nCan compare with the clean waters where I wade
\nMore than New York state I love Tinian
\nThe sea\u2019s salty breeze and cooling trade winds
\nThe place, its people, my students and friends<\/p>\n