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TeaTimeSunday / SONNETS
by BOKE
BUFFY-VERSE SERIES    (131-134) SONNET #135-138 of 154 (139-142)
INSPIRED-BY/CONCERNING:
BtVS EPISODE #31 (2.19)
"I Only Have Eyes For You"

ONE-HAIKU (EPISODE) RECAP:
The one where Buffy
and Angelus swap spirits ...
... to end ghosts' love loop.

 
[R.I.P. SEPT '02]

SONNETS #135-138 of 154 for Tea Time in L.A. #46 of 50 -
INSPIRED BY: BtVS #31 (2.19) "I Only Have Eyes For You"

ORIGINALLY POSTED AT (UPN) WWW.BUFFY.COM ... BEFORE ALL FORUMS WERE DELETED 9/19/02 ...
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Rhetorical verse for Tea Time in L.A. #46 - (Talking about Buffy
as Shakespeare would have. [g])

Posted by: forensicpoetry - May 16, 2002, 10:00 AM

HAIKU PROLOGUE

Looking at my notes
I thought this would be high praise.
For some reason . . . not.

Again I complain
of a flawed hero design . . .
though I liked this ep.

I was moved to tears
by Noxon's "orchestration"
of all the ideas.

Running low on gas
as we reach one fifty four
I let this pour out.

But sometimes the truth
(at least what you truly think)
comes out when you're tired.

Maybe the truth is . . .
like Great Gatsby's writer wrote
his daughter Scottie . . .

. . . "I'd just like to preach
in some acceptible form."
Uh oh!, Here we go . . . [serious smile]

 
(BUFFY-VERSE SERIES) SONNETS #135-138 of 154
UNFORGIVENESS

rhetorical verse in Shakespearean sonnet form
(a 4-sonnet sequence)

 }
{BVS_135_01.01} "THE DEMON WHO WEAR'S [ANGEL'S] FACE," |

she said.

{BVS_135_01.02} "MY BOYFRIEND'S GONE FOREVER," Buffy knows.

{BVS_135_01.03} It's NOT the soul with which she went to bed.

{BVS_135_01.04} I like this episode, but Buffy blows . . .

 
{BVS_135_01.05} . . . away my sympathy with air-head bile.

{BVS_135_01.06} It's not a case of someone done her wrong.

{BVS_135_01.07} Within her boyfriend's heart there was no guile.

{BVS_135_01.08} While Angel, his pure love for her was strong.,

 
{BVS_135_01.09} He did not make a choice to turn on her.

{BVS_135_01.10} The thing that stalks her friends |

is just not him.

{BVS_135_01.11} She says the words, but they do not transfer

{BVS_135_01.12} from where her lips move down |

through her brain stem . . .

 
{BVS_135_01.13} . . . into her heart of hearts . . . |

which ought to know:

{BVS_135_01.14} to hate someone who's innocent is low.


{2}

{BVS_136_02.01} IT WASN'T ANGEL who killed Calendar.

{BVS_136_02.02} SHE KNOWS a soulless demon wears his face.

{BVS_136_02.03} Whatever Buffy's anger issues stir,

{BVS_136_02.04} her stance of unforgiveness has no base.

 
{BVS_136_02.05} Yes, kill the vampire. That's her sacred role.

{BVS_136_02.06} But hate Angelus for his evil acts?

{BVS_136_02.07} Her personal heartbreak? Pure self-control

{BVS_136_02.08} is something that our hero, sadly, lacks.

 
{BVS_136_02.09} OBSESSION for revenge is |

"common-sense."

{BVS_136_02.10} A cultural affliction none too rare.

{BVS_136_02.11} AROUND THE WORLD nerves fray and muscles tense

{BVS_136_02.12} responding to hard thoughts of "It's not fair . . .

 
{BVS_136_02.13} . . .They must be made to pay |

for what they've done."

{BVS_136_02.14} Self-righteous clarity. "Where is my gun? . . .


{3}

{BVS_137_03.01} . . . She hurt me badly. She did not return

{BVS_137_03.02} the love I gave her. Now the b*tch must pay.

{BVS_137_03.03} (Rip off his skin and then make his flesh burn.)

{BVS_137_03.04} BUT DON'T FORGET ABOUT |

THE RICOCHET . . .

 
{BVS_137_03.05} . . . FROM violence unleashed at anger's call.

{BVS_137_03.06} There's always one stray shot that's off the mark

{BVS_137_03.07} and flies off into heaven. Angels fall

{BVS_137_03.08} to earth with silenced messages. We hark . . .

 
{BVS_137_03.09} . . . in vain for what God hoped that we would hear.

{BVS_137_03.10} And so the anger quotient rises fast.

{BVS_137_03.11} Unleashing violence, and so, more fear.

{BVS_137_03.12} I WONDER how much longer we can last . . .

 
{BVS_137_03.13} . . . with heroes who can't ever understand

{BVS_137_03.14} that "foolish"|

"love-your-enemy" command . . .


{4}

{BVS_138_04.01} . . . that came from someone |

men nailed on a cross.

{BVS_138_04.02} A small one Buffy wears upon her chest.

{BVS_138_04.03} But as for what it means, she's at a loss.

{BVS_138_04.04} It works for self-defense . . . no vamps molest . . .

 
{BVS_138_04.05} . . . her cleavage without punishment, right then.

{BVS_138_04.06} Touch there, and justice is an instant thing.

{BVS_138_04.07} No tiresome sermons 'bout the wage of sin.

{BVS_138_04.08} "IT BURNS!" You yell so loud your own ears ring.

 
{BVS_138_04.09} No need to prove the crime, invoke the laws.

{BVS_138_04.10} Somewhere a trigger's pulled. Somewhere a scream.

{BVS_138_04.11} Why did the Lord design in all these flaws?

{BVS_138_04.12} Like Buffy, maybe this is all a dream.

 
{BVS_138_04.13} STRANGE VERSE, since I liked this Buf pretty well.

{BVS_138_04.14} LAST NIGHT'S kind Dawson's Creek |

was truly swell.{serious smile}

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