Love your enemy

I
CHAFE at unfair treatment from the world’s biggest
CHEAT. I’d like to see him dropped into the world’s biggest
GULLY! Except that, as a believer in the
RISEN Christ, it’s better to heap coals on his head instead!  

[If I had another line, I might have added ‘LOL’…

North by Northwest

GULLY scarred in the field, yet corn
RISEN in my face, block view–almost fell in. Would
CHAFE at the obstacle, but biplane drones from behind, reminds: I’ve more to
CHEAT than topography, heart in my throat, lungs heaving, legs jellied.

Still of biplane over cornfield from movie North by Northwest.

Interrupted

I
BEGAN my longed-for meal, set alfresco, when
BELCHED around me, a vast intense excited
CROWD spreading cockroach-like across the pristine
GRASS. I stood, appalled, thought, ‘I have to
LEAVE, and leave my food here, or be overrun.’ A
MEALY-mouthed louse of a man pointed at my meal. ‘I
REUSE food scraps, convert them into art. I’ve been
SHOWN in galleries worldwide. Hence the crowd of fans.’

The Loner

GRASS overgrown, windows drawn, a

BELCH from within all that notifies the

CROWD that someone still leaves here,

SHOWN to be a lonely man with lonesome ways.

Arrival

ALARM would have been in order. Short
PAUSE, then flight into the forests, when Cristóbal
COLÓN and his men arrived.
BURLY? Men on either side were so. Yet guns, germs and steel . . .

LOATH I to join in fashionable decrying, through
MEALY phrases about empire, yet
BEGAN then a new chapter of an old story.
REUSE it in every installment: new moments letting settled depravity flare up.

GRASS sighed in a breeze, pigs
BELCHed contentedly, and far from fleeing,
CROWDs assembled at the sight of the tall ships, which would be
SHOWN in all the paintings, focus of the gaze, the people small and incidental.

Note: another 3 days in one effort (I like the challenge of trying to make 12 words work together).