CRICK tossed by
SHIED horse, then
VENOM spider bitten scrabbling on the bank:
VENUE makes urban life shine.
Snakebit
VENUE and means unexpected;
VENOM that should drop a man dead
SHIED from the Power within and thrown in the fire:
CRICK in the neck held over from a head wound.
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2022-10-20 words
CRICK, SHIED, VENOM, VENUE
Woke-soft
OLIVE is the colour of the tough-as fence-
PLANKs – some aged militarian using up surplus army paint.
OUT GO the planks, their stolid lives replaced by woke-soft
WOVEN material that might survive one small storm, maybe two.
Night Thoughts
NIGHT.
EVERYone harbors now those thoughts the sun could hold at bay
:
MANOR or shack, no dwelling can shelter against the tide of the night.
Note: the first and only Quordle poem to date where I used punctuation for one of the words. COMMA would also be possible.
(Semi)Colon
EVERY moment is no semicolon forcefully ending but a
COLON that leads by the hand to the end:
NIGHT-gloom chased by day’s conquest,
MANOR of rest after weary travels.
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2022-10-19 words
NIGHT, EVERY, COLON, MANOR
Bugler
STINT at nothing, bugler, as you blow that
BUGLE. Drive with vigour and with
RIGOUR a fine-honed, sharp-boned
WEDGE through the enemy’s heart.
Factionalism
STINT a faction of voice and place for long, then
WEDGE, gaining power, will splinter structure,
BUGLE will sound, martiality metastasize,
RIGOR assert itself where grace had no purchase, give grace no purchase.
Becoming a Warrior
RIGOR of training, answering
BUGLE calls for formation changes:
WEDGE sleep in the crevices of the day, a
STINT that ends too soon every time.
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