TRAIT: super-speed, so fast he dodges rain-drops, the
FLASH! In the movie, there’s a rain of babies to the
PLAZA below. He saves them all! How? Speed and glucose.
STORK? Now a total Flash fan, her labors not in vain.
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Finery
GRAVY boat and silver ewer,
COUCH upholstered in mulberry silk,
GUARD dog’s pedigree fit for peer of realm,
SLATE of the terrace lacks only for happy feet.
Lord Peter
SPURN lesser comforts, he does, donning
MOCHA leather gloves, adjusting the monocle, brief
LAUGH to let you in on the joke, even as his
OMEGA watch ticks unironic time.
Splendid Forever
TRACK yourself by goods, by fame, by glory?
PRICE is steep. You weren’t made for goods, for fame, for glory.
LUPUS, death, the wolf, howling at night on your trail, will
WRING from you your treasure. Seek what is splendid forever.
Note: I did some catching up for this week. (I altered dates so that they look like they came out on the expected day, only because it helps me track which days I’ve done and it helps me with the linkage to prior day’s Quordle words–I do this, but it’s just “bookkeeping” to help me–it’s not an expected practice, Quordle poems can be published as late as anyone wants.).
What fills the empty spaces
NURSE no grudge. Anger is a religion whose
MECCA is a citadel of ruin and solitude.
HAUTEur is corrosive enough. But anger? Have no
TRUCK! The empty spaces exist to be filled with joy and grace.
Weird Vocab
WRACK your brain! What is
KAPPA? Well? Give up? It’s a cytoplasmic factor. Ever so
SOOTY a definition. If vocabulary has an obscurity
VALVE, somebody left it open.
Log flume hype man
VIRUS lent name to viral, now also designating hilarity.
WATCH memes, standup clips, jokes. Merriment abounds,
KNOWN troubles, darkness briefly lightened. The log
FLUME hype man will always make me laugh.
Note: I love James Acaster’s Repertoire series for its complexity, imagination, yes, hilarity, and perfection of the call back joke! https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/James_Acaster:_Repertoire
At the River
MOSSY stones at the river’s bank. The water mirrors time’s
REIGN: ahead by the bridge pillar, it ripples, eddies, yet streams on.
GHOSTs grow more visible as years flow past–what could have been and what was now seem more solid than the present, as my
TIMER keeps drawing down. How many ticks remain, I ask, as a leaf drifts past on the current.
A glance in the mirror
PLAIT simply done, she beholds herself with the relief of being
FORTY, owning a settled appearance, now
WISE enough to side-step urge for extra allure.
LIVER spots? When those arrive she will be much further along the road of herself.
Camelnomics
CAMEL sneers: 250 mile desert trek, hauling
FLOUR for baking to Eilat, when a boat would do. Might as well haul
THORNs! Smith’s hand is plenty visible when it blunders.
WATER—now there’s a commodity worth the fuss.