July 6 2025

The Daily Dread

Quagmire stage show
Miasma for the many
Misanthropic mire



Savory Siren
Mistress of the #masala
Serves her earthy blend



All a monster needs
A drizzle of lightning charge
Pull the switch Igor!


will magic rush of
manipulative kindness
Keep us all silent

#SilentSunday photo of bas relief  sculptures of one human figure looking up at another seated human displayed over a post office entrance.

July 5 2025

The Daily Dread

reality lite
through a prism in my cell
wall of science site


while she took her bows
summer stock stage star's skin would
glisten neath prop moon



those that are tasked to
shuffle society's deck
palm a card or two

Photo by Dobromir Hristov on Pexels.com

A.I. image generated from single word prompt "hamartia"

July 4 2025

The Daily Dread

saddened that poison 
political pollen rains
down on our parade

a very long night
an early morning rally
meant smiles for breakfast


๐ŸŽผ
Hamartia
Hamartia
Hamartia
Let me go
๐ŸŽถ
Be-ellll-zebub you devil
Don't bring those damn flies
In here with me.
With me
With meeeeee
๐ŸŽต


frosty fingers clutch
fiscal lucre overcast
dumped unto others


July 3 2025

The Daily Dread

pondering at the
precipice of my palate
balsamic balance
savory and sweet linger
with trace memories of her



Sometimes I do five
Just to keep the algorithm
Slightly off balance


I said nobody
Puts ambient dread powder
In a cardboard box
It comes in plastic baggies
The good old nickel bag dread

What's going on here
Ain't no Boxer Rebellion
More of a greedy
Botox grifter power play
Grabbing more bloat with our bucks



haiku pebbles fall
like rain on the upside down
online lake of void


July 2 2025

The Daily Dread

so what makes me go 
heel to toe heel to toe that
magic makes it so



Kingfisher bragged that
"We're going to be so rich."
He didn't mean you



Equinox balance
Caress the wild within you
Always cedes valence


Wasted too much time
To rehearse conversations
That never happened



Phrazez that Payzez

Teen angst poetry love

Persistence is futile. The Borg ๐Ÿค–

I remember everything
I may not remember them correctly.
But I remember