Marvelous looks the way
same route though everyday
amid leaves' rustles
and street hustles
walking jogging running
merrily with the nimble steps
skimming on winds
in an imaginary land
soft little fingers
slipping in and out
of the age worn hand.

Ten minutes to ten minutes fro
changes the landscape though
stiff barren dull sad heavy.

The trudge back
along the insipid land
with no hands to hold.

The landscape holds nothing..
it's all in the mind.

The dißtance between two lines is pointless .

The girl I’m meant to be
Will be thanking me
For writing all this poetry

With clarity and honesty
Not with an excuse,
It diminishes its sincerity.
25/7/2024

The once beloved Knight Sir Lancelot
and his loyal trusted men at
The threat of death were forced to kneel before the entire royal court and pledge their fealty to the King.

They were admonished for their actions.
The King had a more useful purpose for these men. They were given impunity. Which led to the discriminate slaughter of the peasants they sought to protect.

This harsh reminder and lesson for the other Marauders in the land,  going against the King, would have dire consequences.

Song inspired
The monarch song by horrible histories
There are several different versions are all funny

~
Sun drips
on leaves

not the backyard variety
but the trembling kind

the kind
that welds night-time
intermissions to
the roof of the mouth

sonnet-filled
evaporation
reveals
the timely concealment of
a very, weary
inanimate object
at the brink

just enough hip
to be woman

just enough wild
to be frontier
~

A smile is the first invitation to everything.
With a smile many doors and hearts
will open.
Yes, I see you.



Shell ✨🐚