Start was idyllic
Morphed with ease to ironic
End was sardonic
Category: postaday
Snowflakes
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never hear them whinge
when they are lumped together
no two are alike
Mythos
early winter dusk mythos has the voice of a fashion model who is taken to drink and turning tricks. nothing beats a real myth bourne of chilly north winds blow sweeping rationality away from the glow of the warmth around the hearth authentic in its cloying heat keeping passion kindled through the drafty night
Visions
Not having things I
don’t want that others tell me
I should want is fact.
My gratitude for what I
do have is no mere mirage.
Flower Power
1. Macropinna Microstoma Carpet Cleaner Mini Foama
2. Fossa Mi Fossa Su Casa
3. Leafy Seadragon Pond scum submerged snapdragon
4. Dik-Dik Paddy Mick give a dog a scone
5: Lilac-Breasted Roller Flower covered rolling pin
6. Mata Mata Ana Cona Puna
7. Halitrephes Jelly is good but very smelly
8. Pacu Kid was a friend of mine
9. Gobi Jerboa Rocky Balboa’s deceased sparring partner
10. Aye-Aye Captain! Damn the Halitrephes Jelly. Full spread ahead.
Straddle
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It started with a fever
Fifty years ago or so
Raged at a fevers pitch
Seared to an embers core
An extended fever dream
A fiery consuming ditch
Dug through my epoch seam
As years passed unseen
Gave way to nightly sweats
Low grade daylight fever flight
Fancies flooded daylight hours
Then one day not so long ago
Half century fever broke
Shattered what was within
Shattered all that was without
Leaving only dreams of night
Displayed for none to see
To straddle my flâneur days
A gentleman of leisure
If you please
Sleeping in many days
Baby sleep and fever free
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Commando
Underwhere
I mumbled
While practicing
My thousand yard stare
Overthere
What
Why are they always a pair
Who
Underwhere
No
Underwear
Oh
I didn’t care
Even if they have a tear
From being caught in my snare
Because
Underwear presupposes
Overwear
Since I knew I had a spare
I supposed I could wear
My underwear over my underwear
Inventing overwear
Overwhere
No
Overwear
Pointless perhaps
High fashion for others
But I still won’t share
Because the fare
Is just not fair
Now back to playing Commando Bear
Spilled Thrills
♩♪♩♬ ♬♩♪♩
When everybody
Becomes a thrill seeker then
Nobody is thrilled
Nothing special Nothing gained
Cheap thrills Cause the thrill is gone
♩♪♩♬ ♬♩♪♩
Du Jour
Carve
👻
Slice away hollow all hallows disguise of fear
Where pumpkins grin
While humanity plans sin
Tricks and treats all beat their feet
Through urbane humanities urban street
Foolish fantastical ways of thinking
Gunna get them something sweet to eat
Still the strong eat the meat
While the meek all retreat
Carve through realties flimsy costume veneer
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