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David R Oct 2021
near the water, 'n verdant rushes,
on a summer evening late,
hiding 'neath the dog-rose bushes
where pond-skaters feed and mate,
on the slithery grassy *****
above the bank of sand
there I saw Joy and Hope
sitting hand in hand

ere the golden crimson sun
had disappeared 'neath the waters
ere the twilight had begun
ere daylight sought its quarters
I heard the sound of echo'd laughter
as ripples in the water
as a melody from hereafter
sound of Joy and Hope that sought her

gone were the works of man,
steel and concrete temple,
gone were the ordered plans
of buildings regimental,
gone were the pinks and greys
of black 'n urban roadways,
all i saw was light of day
aflame with gold, salmon sun-ray
BLT's Merriam-Webster Word of The Day Challenge
#verdant
David R Oct 2021
down into the depth they sank
with each click and clack and clank,
down into the mires deep
where the ghoulish spiders sleep

where the woodlice gnaw and prey
on the rotting and decay
where they fret on inner core
that once was but is no more

where the ooze is black and thick
the air, polluted venom,
smog that gasps, quick and sick,
like waist in too-tight denim

where their brain to automaton
less than child with a crayon
is crucified and ossified
their IQ in its backslide

less than beasts of underworld
that rule by law of jungle
each insult on other hurled
hiding their own bungle

then with eyes that barely open
project their views onto the world
all their morals sorely broken
on crippl'd world is unfurled

down into the depths we sink
with each clack and click 'n clink,
down into the mires deep
where the ghoulish spiders sleep

it's a mercy we're not gone yet
at the mercy of these guys
in dragnet of crazy mindset
underneath the dying skies
BLT's Merriam-Webster Word of The Day Challenge
#fret
David R Oct 2021
in air crisp
the moon that night
as will-o'-the-wisp's
haunting light

shone upon
the flehmening mare
breath aspiral
in the air

shone upon
majestic beast
shades o' cinnamon
from furthest east

shone upon
in secret awe
and hummed this tune
upon the moor
BLT's Merriam-Webster Word of The Day Challenge
#flehmen
David R Oct 2021
ruled by baboons
governed by a goon
******* by buffoons
every - - - - - - - day!

and if we fume or cuss
fulminate or fuss
they won't talk or discuss
but this is what they say:

Tweet tweet, shush shush,
now now, come come!
BLT's Merriam-Webster Word of The Day Challenge
#fulminate
David R Oct 2021
to You my heart thirsts
cry in me bursts

but eyes are weak,
face pallid,
no longer worth,
no longer valid

how long will i sit
sedentary in darkness,
lost in haze
of howling hyena?

my soul is naked,
hates the starkness
of physicality,
of sin's arena.

in sigh heart's immersed
as bereav'd mourns her first
to You my heart thirsts
my cry in me bursts,

i'm sinking in quagmire
arms are weak,
lost their fire,
one thing still desire.

You.
BLT's Merriam-Webster Word of The Day Challenge
#sedentary
David R Oct 2021
Goose, force-fed,
eyed me in pain
as they poured down the grain
heavy as lead

horse snorted and heaved
panted to breathe
as rider pulled tight
reined in with might

child wide-eyed
with innocent wonder
suffocated, tied,
till they go under

(fed like a goose
head in a noose
squeezed nice 'n tight
it doesn't seem right.)

till as a zombie
they stumble and fall
automated combi
with no recall

of who they are
'neath the exterior
'neath false coiffeur
o' Mother Superior.
BLT's Merriam-Webster Word of The Day Challenge
#coiffeur
David R Oct 2021
lives ruled by externalism,
idle chatter and palaver,
egotism, journalism,
pave way to world disaster.

let's tune in to inner world
morality and true goodness
let's stop being swirl'd 'n twirled
ruled by puffed up lewdness

give me a leader of themselves a master
before he drives the world to disaster
if himself he cannot rule
we might as well be led by mule.
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