YIELD sign ignored, tires squealing and sliding in the
SLUSH darkening on the roads, water and ice
REPEL the tread and send cars spinning in a
REVUE of whirling dervish-mobiles.
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ludic verbosity for the win
YIELD sign ignored, tires squealing and sliding in the
SLUSH darkening on the roads, water and ice
REPEL the tread and send cars spinning in a
REVUE of whirling dervish-mobiles.
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SLUSH all around, winter’s dirty dregs building into plea:
YIELD, winter! Make way for dappled sun, mild breezes,
REVUE of flowers blooming, color palette restored,
REPELling grays and closed horizons of winter blues.
PLIER marks from a million times I had to
RESET the grip on the bolt made the edges
FUZZY, but at least the noise that kept us
AWAKE has changed keys.
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FUZZY dreams lingering at dawn, head seems filled by
PLIER of counterfeit visions; vapors yet have such pull.
AWAKE, I face narrow choices, each made without
RESET or redo. Fluid dreams give way to life’s limits.
ELUDE I the Doge’s men again, as my
ELFIN graced gondoliere bests pursuit? Or:
WRECK of my fortunes, capture, swift judgment,
CANAL then crossed sighing on bridge of sighs.
ELFIN fish dart in and out of the
WRECK strewn across the ancient
CANAL. A family of predators is hard to
ELUDE…doo doo doo doo doo doo doo
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FRANK, me old mate, the blacksmith working at the
FORGE, isn’t much of an artisan; truth to tell he’s a bit of a
PLANK, but boy, can he make a beast of a bonny
SALSA!
PLANK I walk narrowly now for failed
SALSA heist upon seas of Spanish Main.
FRANK marineros give me odds of death, yet of a sternness I am
FORGEd. Captain Jack Minnow swims to the Isle of Tortuga, hands tied behind back.
FRANK could play anything from country to
SALSA, and though his dear wife was deaf, they
FORGEd ahead making music a major
PLANK in the family platform.
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The meal was of immense VALUE,
but one look at the DEBIT
card made me feel LOUSY.
My wife, in her generous way, called me an inGRATE!
GRATE my bones and gnash my teeth,
DEBIT my flesh and graze my skin.
LOUSY with pain and an occasional flea,
I VALUE my life still, ‘spite a sword wound from kin.