SUGAR, salt, flour, baking powder:
KNEED it along with a secret ingredient the
ELDER baker insists isn’t real, but doubts
AROSE when no one else could replicate it.
Baking
SUGAR and flour dusting apron and countertop alike, the
ELDER baker and her sous-chef granddaughter finished the cupcakes, having
KNEED the oven door the rest of the way closed. From the kitchen
AROSE the aroma of love and memories.
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2023-01-27 words
SUGAR, KNEED, ELDER, AROSE
Tulip Mania
NERVE, you’ve gotta keep it,
HEADY times for savvy investor,
TULIP bulbs booming.
STRAP in, no way to lose..
See https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tulip_mania, which is where the image and quote below are from:
Tulip mania (Dutch: tulpenmanie) was a period during the Dutch Golden Age when contract prices for some bulbs of the recently introduced and fashionable tulip reached extraordinarily high levels. The major acceleration started in 1634 and then dramatically collapsed in February 1637. It is generally considered to have been the first recorded speculative bubble or asset bubble in history. In many ways, the tulip mania was more of a then-unknown socio-economic phenomenon than a significant economic crisis. It had no critical influence on the prosperity of the Dutch Republic, which was one of the world’s leading economic and financial powers in the 17th century, with the highest per capita income in the world from about 1600 to about 1720. The term “tulip mania” is now often used metaphorically to refer to any large economic bubble when asset prices deviate from intrinsic values.
Sky Flyer
NERVEs as fragile as
TULIP petals while the winch lifted us.
STRAPs seem a flimsy safeguard: the
HEADY altitude (and her courage) taunted me.
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2023-01-26 words
NERVE, HEADY, TULIP, STRAP
A Blow
WOUND came as blow to the shoulder, an alien momentum; he
SWORE, was spun off path into jungle’s thicket. Stumble becomes
ASSET. More shots ring out, he now hidden from view. He looks up:
MANGO, red, lush, hanging from branch above. Then sees blood blossom on his shirt.
ODE TO MY BURMESE FRIENDS
PLUCK the strings, musician chewing a
BETEL nut to your rhythm. Much like a
WALTZ your dancers sway, flow like the
CLOTHs of chiffon they wave- telling tales unlike the schism that brought you all here so far from whence you came.
Wrongly timed thrift
WOUND slow to heal after he
SWORE at her for spending too much.
ASSET, penny pinching may be in many circumstances, but
MANGO for an anniversary cocktail a worthy indulgence.
Lamech
MAN GOes on his way to
WOUND and scrape and steal;
SWORE to rise above himself,
AS SET beneath the heel.
AS SET down deep within his bones, the
MAN GOes on his way to
WOUND and scrape and steal and kill; he
SWORE he’d grace no slights.
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