me thinks a sonnet is very hard to write
putting it on paper doth require skill
one must show the ease of a carefree kite
whence applying each and every ink spill
there's no room for bad mistakes being made
the formatting should carry the right tone
as stated by Will who knew of poetic trade
penning many hundreds in iambic cone
one did dare Shakespeare's enduring trail
on attempting his fourteen line layout
oh yes the challenging road did prevail
depicting a time honoured rhyming rout
with couplet concise one shall fly away
leaving a poem of red roses in May

Red sentinels stood in the valley lands
This timeless place parched by baking sun
These soldiers weathered in wearing strands
They'd resisted the climes  endless run
This battle a monument to being so brave
Holding the line in such a stoic posture
Of the quarter they'd guard unto the grave
No lasting winds changing their composure
From dawn to dusk these feisty sandstone troops
Have taken on the climate's daily strikes
To attest the triumph of lasting hoops
Which have defied the assaulting spikes
They've shown heroics in this their fight
Waging it with an enduring might

no delusions
no illusions
truthfulness
is in the glasses
reflection
its eye is sharp
keen and observes well
the object before it
cannot dispute
what it has to say
the glass deciphers
all the information
in front of it
in a most
accurate way

mirror you are a friend
mirror you see me
for what I am
mirror I can depend
on your incisive eye's sight
mirror you've
a grand ability
to shed an infinite
beam of light
all that you convey
back to me
is a wealth of
honesty

you knew that I was
bad and very naughty
as a teen
when I looked into your glass
you said I'd been mean
to Christine
you also knew
of my propensity
to give all sorts of excuses
to the local shop owner
about why I'd not wiped
the counters
over
you were onto me

the class of a mirror
never tells a lie
on its candor
I can rely

of a repeat image he did employ
which was akin to an advertisement
this being the artist's own singular ploy
did he do it for some little amusement
in galleries these very works can be seen
where they will feature an alike object
as if the viewer needed a copy screen
to understand the picture's subject
a dozen or more on the white background
they displayed a famous maker's name
who did blend the tasty liquid's abound
that was captured in a pop artist's frame
on this night I've written about the man
known far and wide for depicting a can

replicas oft go on display
reproductions of the real thing
recast in an aping array
ripping off the principle's ring

every now and then they'll be seen
espousing that they're genuine
e'en taking credit for the breen
ergo this be not of true line

verily stealing other's word art
very little conscience do they show
villains are those of thieving cart
vilification we pour on their glow

eyes on the look out always glean
embezzling plagiarist's grotty hands
ever looting original bean
endlessly making phoney grands

a new inception at Hello Poetry
has taken off in a big way
the button is employed
every waking moment of the day

the inventor of this state
of the art contraption
has made it such a
desirous attraction

we've all become expert
at giving the icon a press
which is a tool that
was installed to impress

Hello Poetry is well ahead
of the rest of the pack
with this innovative
idea stashed in its sack

one must be judicious
in using this mechanism
as a poem can be conveyed
to the heights of enthusiasm

no doubt the re-post ****
is an ingenious piece of gear
and aren't we so blessed
to have it right here

hungry for the tons of resources
that lay beneath the
ground
hungry for them and looking
to find what else can be
found

the hunger is never ending
we're consuming more and more
the hunger doesn't abate
as if there's a colossus galore

the world's population
exhausting the
endowment
the world's population
eating every crumb of
nutriment

yet the day will arrive
when our precious resources
aren't readily at hand
they'll be depleted in supply
running down to a level  
that won't service demand

too hungry the population
too hungry the  population

R-Riches which get extracted from the earth's trove
E-Ever constantly they are needed by humankind
S-Ships transport them across the vast blue seas
O-Ore of coal and oil of petroleum firing industry
U-Urban and non-urban areas reliant on them
R-Resources supplying a country's consuming population
C-Companies always looking for more and more reserves
E-Every day we over use these irreplaceable commodities
S-Soon they'll decrease to a sparse amount

Overrated is the word that comes to the fore
To tell of that woman's particular store
The products she vends aren't all that fab
Most of them have a dull look which is so drab

She may need to take stock of her inventory
Then thoroughly evaluate its retail credibility
The purchasers are wising up to her trade
They've become disenchanted with her escapade

To-day her shop soiled item went on sale
Few customers bought what was in her bail
Her sales pitch fell upon deaf ears
All that she offered for sale meet with load jeers

Store owners such as her have no excuse
For attempting to sell the dregs and refuse
The customer never outlays a dollar for trash
They prefer value for their hard one cash

The numbers of keen buyers aren't of a glut
Soon her second rate business shall be shut
Retail vending must be up to customer satisfaction
If not store owners can be put out of action

all bets are off, the deals been revoked
all bets are off, the deals been revoked
a shifty fox is on the job, he's not too convincing
a shifty fox is on the job, he's not too convincing
he's not too convincing, the deals been revoked
all bets are off, a shifty fox is on the job

info is proving scant, one wonders about him
info is proving scant, one wonders about him
does his spiel match up, one's queries not heard
does his spiel match up, one's queries not heard
one wonders about him, does his spiel match up
info is proving scant, one's queries not heard

misleading are his words, employ a dose of skepticism
misleading are his words, employ a dose of skepticism
maybe he's working me over, he's in it for himself
maybe he's working me over, he's in it for himself
employ a dose of skepticism, maybe he's working me over
he's in it for himself, misleading are his words

one wonders about him, maybe he working me over
employ a dose of skepticism, does his spiel match up
he's not too convincing, misleading his words
one's queries not heard, a shifty fox is on the job
info is proving scant, all bets are off
he's in it for himself, the deals been revoked

the opening lines
of his manuscript
said such vacuous words
here is a portion of his text
I especially like you
in a special way
he charmed the birds
right out of my tree
as a foolish girl
I fell for the lines he spoke
and after a while
I wised up to this bloke
charmers can work
all manner of smooth lines
on a lady every time
but there was always a hint
of unbelievability
in his rhyme

a thick shroud of fog
covered the sun's bright cog
in a most murky clog

keep dancing
to the rhythm of life
let your every step
be a beating fife

you'll feel well ensconced
in the groove
on partaking of its
tremendous move

never stop dancing
stay the round the clock tempo
don't break for a pause
cause the dance has a long way to go

tap dancing
is perfectly okay
and you can change it to
a waltzing sway
and you might like
to disco or jitterbug
on another day

the rhythm of life
is so good for the soul
and it's a dance
of peerless extol

the Labor Party is in the doldrums
thanks to Julia's **-hum humdrum
she is a liability out in the electorate
the numbers for her aren't all that great

the caucus should put Kevin back in charge
as he has  better chance of obtaining vote large
but with Julia the prospects are not very bright
she is viewed by the constituents as a blight

the Labor Party isn't smelling as sweet as a rose
as the polls have consistently said Julia is on the nose
the electorate have a penchant for Kevvy boy
reinstating him to the top job would be a tactical ploy

the Labor Party hasn't much time for making hay
the Federal Election is inching closer by the day
bring back Kevin he'll make up for lost yards
with Julia at the wheel a win isn't on the cards

the Labor Party must listen to the voting public
and use a little common sense and a little logic
Julia must be quickly shunted to the side
so the Labor brand can into power again ride

were the right numbers to be drawn tonight
this ticket holder would be as happy as a kite in flight

a lot of cash I'd have to spend
and not a cent of it would I have to apprehend

there is a feeling coursing in my old veins
it is telling me that a lottery win shall soon rain

I'll be clued to the television set tonight
watching to see if the numbers are right

should a dream win be on the cards for me
I call in tomorrow and let you all know of my glee

my rate of picking them
is now up to seventy percent
that sort of selecting
fills me with such content

six months ago I only
achieved a fifty five percent rate
but since then I've improved
my overall aggregate

if I keep tracking along
this incremental scale
by the early part of next year
I'll hit a hundred percent shale

so that my percentile
shall be better of clicks
I'm working very hard
on choosing the right picks

the ripened hues
of rich tans leaves did fall
from the maple tree's boughs
on that autumn day