She was dressed in mustard,
Kaya
Kaya
Sep 2

She was dressed in mustard,
on a tall golden chair
She sat before clean,
crisp and clear silverware
around her, nothing mattered
not even the polluted air
she left, nobody noticed
they ask "was she even there"

-Kaya

Lenore Lux
Lenore Lux
Jan 28, 2015

There's so much about the way leaves look.
Under light.
Wet with rain.
I seize up.
Memories.
Of service.
Rush into.
My safe space.
For all I've hardened is just a front.

#memories   #gas   #mustard  
as we eat dinner under the mustard sun,
La Mer
La Mer
Sep 25, 2014

Creaming leaves, dripping
off her spiderweb branches
as we eat dinner under the mustard sun,
I feel her nervous as I eat slowly, she glances
at my spiderweb branches and grabs my web.
She spins her prey in my web and moves it slowly
down, among her roots, where I feel gnarled and leafless.
My autumn colors have vanished in her winter
frozen stems, frozen in time, I stare into her
mustard reflected eyes.

#dreams   #winter   #autumn   #leaves   #branches   #roots   #glances   #web   #october   #mustard  
this mustard seed faith
Derick Smith
Derick Smith
Sep 22, 2014

Between her and our
Almighty Beloved,
this mustard seed faith
grows as the willow.

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#love   #faith   #willow   #seed   #mustard   #almighty  
Mustard
Ria Nagpal
Ria Nagpal
Jun 12, 2013

Horseshoe
Chips
Lift
Miner
Mustard
Bellows

Bellows
Horseshoe
Mustard
Chips
Miner
Lif­t

Lift
Bellows
Miner
Horseshoe
Chips
Mustard

Mustard
Lift
Chips­
Bellows
Horseshoe
Miner

Miner
Mustard
Horseshoe
Lift
Bellows
Ch­ips

Chips
Miner
Bellows
Mustard
Lift
Horseshoe

Horseshoe, chips
Lift, miner
Mustard, bellows

bandaged eyes and mustard faced,

Ten gassed men. Ten gassed men.
They follow blind in single file.
One turns to spew and break the chain
of shouldered hands and splintered minds.

Ten blind men. Ten blind men.
Each marked for sacrifice,
bandaged eyes and mustard faced,
lungs in foamed embrace.

Ten maked men. Ten marked men.
their eyes see what we can't
in Singer Seargeant's paint,
sights rehearsed and cursed.

Singer Sargeant painted a welknown oicture called 'Gassed' of these gassed WW1 soldiers
ght a sandwich and I see you've got the mustard."
Enandin
Enandin
May 1

A Scotsman and his bonnie lassie
Feeling fit and rather sassie
Went out one day to climb a hill
The views up there were bound to thrill
When a wind blew round the poor man's kilt
The lassies head did quickly tilt
Trying hard to calculate
As he struggled there upon yon gate
"My, my Willy" she smugly blustered
"I've brought a sandwich and I see you've got the mustard."

Whole-grain mustard at three a.m.
BE McComb

Once in awhile
I feel inclined
To stay up all night
Writing stanzas like this.

And having drunk three
Shimmering tumblerfulls of
Self-doubting coffee
The prospect seems alive.

The longer I stay
Awake
The sooner I can
Reinvent myself.

My body is
Changing
And so is my
Soul.

And I'm beginning to see
Where I went wrong
In this world where I
Raised myself to be right.

However, if I stay awake
One cannot forget the issue of
Filled notebooks, attractive men
And tomorrow's frosted gaze.

Perhaps I will shower in
Whole-grain mustard at three a.m.

Copyright 5/8/15 by B. E. McComb
 
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