A "Poetry Sunday"

I'm just about to head off to take in a game at Teh Jake. For whatever reason, and for whatever it's worth, this just felt like crawling out, so posted 'er on blog dos.

Hope y'all're having a wonderful weekend. So far, so good, so strange for me.

Just sayin'...

angular sensations
of ruby red pulsations
where love's gone dry

in over-rotten divets
of earthen sunken riv'lets
that once held hope

for sun to come and bathe one
but not in such a lingerin'
as that which seared the dream

only time
only freedom
only
only
only
everything

nothing comes of waiting
in void of fresher baiting
old hope peeks in

lost counting holding open
the class devolved not moping
for what can't be found

when blinding is the weather
of azure sky together
the blackest of the starless nights

only hope
only freedom
only
only
only
time to fade

to nothing
to see here
move along
move along


Well, maybe, maybe not, eh.

L8

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