a caterpillar rainbow
with its' bluebell tongue tracing the movements of my straw
its' shoulders raw with the weight of a plaintiffs' cross
pedalling its' medieval eyes into the whiskers of a summer solstace rain;
an anvil dressed
and blessed with the claw of a merciless landfall of sudden release
exposes its' expectant brothers lapse into a less appealing pose
as a social outcast treads the boards on a more attractive march;
mixed up, bleeding and high on believing
on the spirit of a more subtle approach
when once below, now above the realms of a more positive component;
cockroach spears
deep within the ears of a poachers trap between the eyeballs of endangered trust
where jousts a cardinals christmas tree with a satanic easter egg;
caught between jerusalem and the north circular divide
how many more I wonder
will applaud the less appealing as a princess dips her toes into the gravy of her non-existent foes?;
alive and well and living on the hand stitched leathers bible bashing belt
on an oyster truffles sacrificial slaughter of inept
as the suspect pleads insanity caused by her never ending drone of nothing new!
my catarpillar rainbow
with his tweleve string and his doombar
quenching my thirst with a catfish for my blues;
never easily offended
never easily confused
just a sad old sod with a fishing rod
and ever so slightly amused:
- Author: Melvin James (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: June 21st, 2021 15:29
- Category: Unclassified
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Comments1
Brilliant!
what a talent you were gifted
high praise indeed L B Mek;
thank you very much;
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