haiku (and not your usual 5-7-5)
Saturday, September 9, 2017
Beside the feather...
Notice the red dot to the south west of the feather. I wonder how many ladybugs reside within one mile of this patch of grass? And while we're on the subject of questions, whose feather is this? Have you ever thought that fallen feathers by nature are nonreturnable? Do words adhere to gravity? Are fallen syllables nonreturnable? What of a crestfallen soufflé? I'd say, edible.
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False Starts
ReplyDeleteThe watchful eyes of languishing allies
ignore territorial disputes
but soon after, newfangled bracelets
shimmer in the distance--
temptation for insects, indigents, the holy
who wear them