Thursday, April 21, 2011

poem: these variant times

girded loins &
videotaped hullabaloo

this blue rivals the six

means to heaven

a passionate delegation

of missteps,

conjurer's arts mangle

the magnetic pose

i rival the colors

of seven munchkins

lost in revelry

the mighty Oz

gathered his storms to meet

the Sumatrans

little clicky clock


violating the rules

of engagement

I'll bring you home

the skies weep the timeliness

of these variant times

evening the odds

as past lives carry

the motives,

marry the intentions

of lamb-chewing postulants

savoring the minty

fields, retiring Busbys

accentuating the positives

cost/benefit analyses

inside the lines

outside the city limits

overturning vagrant laws

in the downtown of

uptown heavens

you cast your fates

she angles for less

than a favorable return

downtrodden interest rate

interests her more

a shuffle-boogie charts

west of the naked side

phosphorescent Lizzie on

the loose, ambling

by, calibrating your

fall &





Blogger Teresa said...

I just love "phosphorescent Lizzie on the loose".

Happy Easter to you! Enjoy gnawing on your minty lambs!

9:40 PM  
Blogger murat11 said...

T: I like it, too. Last night at the Maundy Thursday pre-service feed, Anglicans gnawing on "lamb of god" stew. We vegetarians slathered divine ranch on our romaine of god salads. Garlic bread for dessert.

10:20 PM  
Blogger Teresa said...

Well, at least there were no vampires at your house after all the garlicky desserts!!

11:24 PM  
Blogger murat11 said...

Teresa: es verdad.

11:08 AM  
Blogger Dee Martin said...

eating lamb and mint in ruby slippers...phosphorescent Lizzie on
the loose outside the city limits, she be clicking her heels together cuz there really is no place like home....

8:44 PM  
Blogger murat11 said...

Dee: Episco-lamb eaters, for sure. I like those Lizzie-heels, and ain't that the truth?

5:28 PM  

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