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TeaTimeSunday / SONNETS
by BOKE
BUFFY-VERSE SERIES    (127-130) SONNETS #131-134 of 154 (135-138)
INSPIRED-BY/CONCERNING:
BtVS EPISODE #120 (6.20)
"Villains"

ONE-HAIKU (EPISODE) RECAP:
The one where Willow,
enraged by her lover's death, ...
becomes black-haired DOOM.

 
[R.I.P. SEPT '02]

SONNETS #131-134 of 154 for Tea Time in L.A. #45 of 50 -
INSPIRED BY: BtVS #120 (6.20)"Villains"

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. #45 - (Talking about Buffy
as Shakespeare would have. [g])

Posted by: forensicpoetry - May 15, 2002, 7:57 PM

 
(BUFFY-VERSE SERIES) SONNET #131-134 of 154
BIG BAD WILLOW/SPIKE

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

 }
{BVS_131_01.01} OSIRIS SAYS: "You may not violate

{BVS_131_01.02} the law of nat'ral order." WELL, SINCE WHEN?

{BVS_131_01.03} When Buffy flat-lined, was it not too late

{BVS_131_01.04} for Wil to lift the bullet, heal her skin?

 
{BVS_131_01.05} Did Wil's hate-power make O. suck his face

{BVS_131_01.06} into his own mouth. (Wow! That's quite a trick!)

{BVS_131_01.07} Dead Tara "proves" hate trumps |

a loving grace.

{BVS_131_01.08} BUT EVER SINCE BAD WILLOW gave a lick . . .

 
{BVS_131_01.09} . . . to her sweet doppelganger, I've said "Yay!"

{BVS_131_01.10} for Big Bad Willow's character. It cooks.

{BVS_131_01.11} It's not the girl-on-girl thing, guys, OK?

{BVS_131_01.12} It's confidence and surety that hooks . . .

 
{BVS_131_01.13} . . . me where I live . . . in Hollywood, so vile.

{BVS_131_01.14} TO HELL WITH MEEKNESS . . . |

BIG BAD WIL HAS STYLE!


{2}

{BVS_132_02.01} TOO BAD we can't have |

heroes half as swell.

{BVS_132_02.02} A better Buffy would not make me wretch

{BVS_132_02.03} with inconsistent goody-two-shoes smell
{RHYME ERROR: with goody-goody inconsistency.}

{BVS_132_02.04} Sometimes she punches humans. Better fetch . . .

 
{BVS_132_02.05} . . . the slayer handbook . . . and highlight each page

{BVS_132_02.06} when Buffy loses track of how to play

{BVS_132_02.07} the hero game. Perhaps it's just when rage

{BVS_132_02.08} upsets her coma dream, she's not OK.

 
{BVS_132_02.09} I RAISE that "Normal{"Normal Again" 6.17}" thought, . . . |

because to me

{BVS_132_02.10} it opens up our minds to greater slack.

{BVS_132_02.11} Instead of flaming those who don't agree

{BVS_132_02.12} with our perspective . . . we can simply smack . . .

 
{BVS_132_02.13} . . . them hard upside the head with: |

"It's a dream."

{BVS_132_02.14} I love to watch fans moan and howl and scream. {ewg}


{3}

{BVS_133_03.01} I LOVE that mayaroza's all upset

{BVS_133_03.02} about "the awful mess" that Noxon's made

{BVS_133_03.03} of ev'rything. And usually she'll get

{BVS_133_03.04} a whole lot of things right. . . DON'T BE AFRAID . . .

 
{BVS_133_03.05} You're not about to hear me amplify

{BVS_133_03.06} more mayaroza Noxon-bashing here.

{BVS_133_03.07} Is mayaroza gal, or is she guy?

{BVS_133_03.08} I better watch my back . . .or she might hear!

 
{BVS_133_03.09} Not Noxon, mayaroza. But who knows?

{BVS_133_03.10} WHICH SEEMS A LONG, LONG WAY |

FROM TUESDAY NIGHT..

{BVS_133_03.11} But you should know by now that's how it goes

{BVS_133_03.12} with sonnet writing . . . You just fly a kite.

 
{BVS_133_03.13} The winds of Willow blew me down this path.

{BVS_133_03.14} Gale-force of will, unleashed by Willow's wrath.


{4}

{BVS_134_04.01} ENJOYMENT OF WIL dropping |

"holding back."

{BVS_134_04.02} To see her out from under Buffy's thumb.

{BVS_134_04.03} (It's all a dream. Don't fret of reason's lack!) {g}

{BVS_134_04.04} To see her fling Miss Buffy on her bum . . .

 
{BVS_134_04.05} Then say she will do what in hell she wills.

{BVS_134_04.06} And (Yay!) there goes ol' Xander on his ass.

{BVS_134_04.07} "THE MORAL" IS, of course, that anger kills . . .

{BVS_134_04.08} your soul . . . so evil forces can harass . . .

 
{BVS_134_04.09} . . . you into being on the darker side.

{BVS_134_04.10} LIKE SPIKE IN AFRICA seeks out the death

{BVS_134_04.11} of all the kindness he's let slip inside.

{BVS_134_04.12} Resentment flares his nostrils with no breath.

 
{BVS_134_04.13} Thank God for Season Seven's evil pair.

{BVS_134_04.14} Bad Spike. Bad Willow. Dream? Hell I don't care!

{ [THE END]

HAIKU CODA

I am way too tired
to rewrite these sonnet-things.
But they're still sonnets.

[serious grin]


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