ludic verbosity for the win
1.
TWICE now almost discovered, hiding among the
RATTY grain sacks in the
CARGO hold of this ship as we
TWIST and scrape past the reefs.
2.
RATTY, erstwhile white, dress:
TWIST a ribbon around the waist
TWICE––a heavy
CARGO of love carried within.
See more at Notes by Steven.
TWIST, TWICE, CARGO, RATTY
TORCH, flickering light in grotto’s cavern,
TROVE, dug for in such light,
WRACK, ship’s end it was that buried trove,
“SPOON” <— you’re hard on poems, take a break from Quordle!
TROVE of burning ruins fell to
TORCH and trebuchets that
SPOON incendiaries over the walls until a
WRACK remains.
See more at Notes by Steven.
TORCH, TROVE, WRACK, SPOON
THRUM I in a kind of hum,
CHASE away the sounds of drum,
CROWD turns pale to hear the
CONCH which brings to surface all their fear.
CONCH activated—yogurt cup hotline straight to Poseidon:
CHASE Kraken 11 and the purloined trident!
CROWD gathers at deep sonar in Woods Hole:
THRUM augurs bathyclastic tempest’s birth.
CONCH shell trail leads away from the
CROWD, toward the seas and the
THRUM of wind in the sails. The
CHASE for Maui has begun.
See more at Notes by Steven.
CONCH, CHASE, CROWD, THRUM
MAGMA shoves tectonic plates, and quakes
BLURT out of the earth like regretted words.
TREAT the resulting wounds on the
SCALE of natural disasters.
See more at Notes by Steven.