to hedge a bet at precipice of humanity despots pour porridge of insanity which alleges knowledge at ledges and wedges that dredge the lowest common denominator Sludge drudged for haters and splainers The loons who swoon over Baffoons and goons #smallpoems #NAFO 1/2
Umbrella bent into cold Winter rain, listless shield held firmly into winds pelting at misery's scars A monument of futility stone carved by sideways shrapnel striking with bitter cold Forlorn and soaked she marches on #smallpoems #mastoprompt
Listening to the #YokelLocal #clmooc global poetry hour show from #ds106radio https://bit.ly/3lu2Xwd This was such a fun #covid project from Scotland, Australia, Ghana, and United Stated of America, #WritingCommunity #smallpoems
Together they heard. Heard colors brightly reflecting off each note, Sweet hues a sound, pulling prisms down beat as feet swept in galaxies who fold in cacophonies untold #MastoPrompt #smallpoems
Truth. We don't really know. More a dough; pleas which we kneed. Fingers, press, oozing in rising reality while bubbles of fate escape in spaces and folds of skin #smallpoems #mastoprompt
Seek not those who fold all that is told into answers. Monuments of arguments dancers who, fate has sealed into place towering over those with less power. #smallpoems 1/2