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Wednesday, June 27, 2012

June drips - 26


Forged of timeless power yielding
Strength only to Arthur, see
Excalibur in stone and water
Wielding flames while Avalon remains
Above the elements, for healing.

June drips - 25


It’s not a doughnut if it’s not got a hole. But the hole’s inside. It holds the jam. And holes in your heart hold love.

June drips - 24


Slumped in a corner, he watched the victim die. Who was this man? The murderer rose, gazed dark-eyed back at him. Then two became one.

June drips - 23


“Don’t fall off.” His broad back sways, smooth-haired, sweet-scented with hay. Hooves clop on turf then stray with her, smooth-haired, sweet-scented, mail-ordered bride. She stays.

Monday, June 25, 2012

June drips - 22


In the library with a hammer? I always thought books more appropriate but language slaughtered lies bleeding. Who dunnit? Bricks’n mortared store becomes a computer.

June drips - 21


When words won’t flow, let them drip. When the torrent’s too fierce, stop and sip. When the picture’s broke, let your prose paint something different.

Wednesday, June 20, 2012

June drips - 20


Tall as night behind the altar, holding light, incense devouring flame, the guardian stands and sinners crouch in shame. “Arise.” Hope wakens brightly, reprobates redeemed.