LOWLY esteemed the mead hall of late, the hearth fires
BLAZE no more. Mirth and melody echo eerily, a
GHOST of former times chased away by the
BAYOU-born hell-fiend bent on bloody evil.
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Ghostly
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Getaway
PURE white noise masks the motors’ whinE:
DRY-dock the getaway cars for a full repaint and resuppLY,
KNOwing the pursuers still laCK
SPecific security footage–proof–from the bANK.
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Everest
LEERY of the Lhotse Face,
CLIMB to the Hillary Step,
PRONE on the ice,
WRIST and ankle straining.
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Doesn’t Have the Same Ring
“KNAVE” branded upon his reputation like Hawthorne’s letters, but when one’s preeminent
SKILL is theft, it’s hard to escape the conclusion–just or otherwise. His marks create and propagate the
NEEDY, so his mission is to restore balance. Lady Justice holds a pair of scales, after all. Perhaps
GLOVE, rather than Hood, would be a more fitting moniker…
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Fool of a Took
MERRY tried in vain to stay awake, knowing Pippin’s
USUAL knack for digging himself into trouble, then…
KNOCK, bang, stumble, and an accidental
SHOVE sending the armor clanging like a doorbell.
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Yeast
AROMA slinks around like someone escaping a crowded room, but the
DRIVE to capture possesses everyone exposed to it, even the
FIFTH or sixth passerby each minute cannot resist the exhaust from YEAST working its way through the dough.
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George and Gracie
VINYL nor digital can convey the haunting, melancholy beauty coursing through the ocean currents, shivering from face to
FLUKE, reaching out through the orca-orbits for the comfort of companionship, mournful melodies
TAKEN from the sunless depths to the drums’ rhythm set by percussive breaches at the surface.
QUELL your un-wonder in the salty waters where gentle giants mesmerize with their massive, yet gentle, majesty.
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Siege
CREST of the boar-helm shimmers gold:
PRIZE from the then-enemy, now chariot-cargo.
MONTHs turned into years as the siege bore on, but the
LEAST of these walls shield twenty more just like him.
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Rapids
OVERT warnings ignored, their voices
FAINT over the roar of the rapids; the battered
KAYAK chauffeured toward the falls:
REFIT the least of all concerns.
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Desperation
CLOUD of dust chasing the Doppler-ed
WHINE of the jet escaping from its
REHAB of fuel and repairs––physics and gravity always a
THORN in the side of desperation.
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