Vary this Vale of Death

FIELD uniform slept in, weapons at hand,
WOKEN to another assault, in unstaunched flow of assault,
BROWN mud everywhere, last tree and shrub smashed,
O, VARY this vale of death, that life might vanquish death!

Over Prescribed

OPIUM-based medicament, over prescribed in greed,
CHOCK to soul’s agency, arresting wheels of life’s motion,
HORDE of the spiraling, compounding suffering with despair,
CYNIC watches cash-in for enslavement, nods: humanity at work.

Garbage mouth

REVUE begins; instant garbage
SLUSH from the comedian’s mouth
REPELs this audience member. I
YIELD my ticket and go home.

Yield, Winter

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.