I'm Spammy McSpammer today apparently...
I wrote this a few years ago. I can't even remember why exactly...There was a reason, whatever it was at the time. Anyhoo, posting this in the continuing vein of Firefly support. *grin*
Sonnet 23 to Malcolm Reynolds
O, how I love thee, Malcolm Reynolds,
Though thou art bad in Latin, and life.
Thou hidest a lust for adventure,
And a kindly feeling towards the underdog
(Be he pugly, or nay-)
I love thy stature, and the expression
In thine eyes, whether they look to Serenity
Or I- it is all the same.
No power in the 'verse,
Can cease the love I hold for thee-
The stars are in the palm of thine hand
Where you wander, they follow
And I, not being as shiny as the stars
Disappear, in the stardust left behind.
No, there were't 22 other sonnets before this one...I don't remember the reason for the title either.
Sonnet 23 to Malcolm Reynolds
O, how I love thee, Malcolm Reynolds,
Though thou art bad in Latin, and life.
Thou hidest a lust for adventure,
And a kindly feeling towards the underdog
(Be he pugly, or nay-)
I love thy stature, and the expression
In thine eyes, whether they look to Serenity
Or I- it is all the same.
No power in the 'verse,
Can cease the love I hold for thee-
The stars are in the palm of thine hand
Where you wander, they follow
And I, not being as shiny as the stars
Disappear, in the stardust left behind.
No, there were't 22 other sonnets before this one...I don't remember the reason for the title either.