Mad summer’s face shall quickly fall,
when autumn shows its cheek.
For now, I wear a sylvan shawl
and wait for leaves to speak.
3 hours, 47 minutes ago
Days were spinnakers and three cornered hats
unconcerned with staying on, full of air.
Dawn became the salmon line beneath that
falling satellite, I had ceased to care… 107 more words
6 days, 16 hours ago
papa’s fists are war
mama’s on the floor
doesn’t matter when
in a world of men
2 weeks, 3 days ago
Oh yes, death – that’s for apostasy,
And it’s stoning for adultery.
I’m a true lifelong fan
Of the Holy Koran;
Sure I’m Muslim – but just moderately.
2 weeks, 4 days ago
We’ve had an election – we’ve spoken.
(The issues were mostly unspoken)
Lots plumped for largesse;
It turned out a mess.
It’s clear that the system is broken.
3 weeks, 4 days ago
bob off breastbones,
then swoop down to nine toes;
punitive pikes demand grand groans
1 month ago
You swish the ride then hi-hat for a while,
reverberations sizzle through the smoke.
Percussive and dismissive, versatile;
you clash in zwischen crashing, then provoke… 73 more words