You Ask David and Sampson

A New Day

TO ABHOR
Lamplight is waiting for evening.
Every now and then I jog.
Typesetters have to be up early,
Assistants learning their trade.
Exactitude makes for even trades.
Vets teach the doctors a new way.

ABHORRENT
Mute mimes wearing face paint,
Evenhanded merchants weaving
Twists of fur skin coats and lemon.
Operable rinds for bars and Jean.
Accumulation of carbohydrates,
Viewfinders for distraction then.

TO ABIDE
Laggard from sickness or caffeine
Ethos, a symptom of withdrawal;
Hit me myself and I before Punch
Imprecates Judy or vice versa.
Sailors dream of mermaids and
Honor, lemons for fish (&cake.)
Accusatory children remember.
Euthanasia why not let the body-
Rib wounded lie prone/ slowly die
 
Lacerate my name with disease
Astir, a mess, meandering for
Gloss and matte, a finish unlidded
Uncovered pottery before glazing;
Rickets harming young bones. Sun

ABILITY.
You can go to the gym now, self,
Every so often, catch up on oxygen
“Crux?, I say, “What R U today?”
Henchman of unsolved riddles,
Open-and-shut cases of departure.
Lackadaisical worries, this is where
every other day we part and can’t
Twitter relate, dissimilar feathers.

ABJECTedly

Stylish, therefore, I walk alone.
Herons have a sound of their own.
Abject shuffle of discs in the radio
Fuzz of unhappy mixes, not batter,
Abject shuffle of bizarre flailing,
Lyricism of fealty experimentation.

ABJECTION
Herculean in nature, the slow inch,
Astounding or appalling for new
Subjective ideas, something made.
Heresy, the cheese toast, berries,
Paired menus for weekend posies,
Asunder the prettily dressed, now
Lunge forward with the left foot,
Asking little misses why in return

TO ABJURE
Lyrical furniture designed in quiet,
Epileptic study. Caesar’s not only a
Hoodwinked magnate of history,
Impressive in his fame: Augustus.
Tumid bulbs of an autumn earth,
Nabisco has many crackers for us.
Adidas stripes make the gym jazzy,
Enticement a thing of Nylon and
Rifts of elastic: Fruit exchanged for
 
Mumford & Sons or free events.
Imprints sold for a penny just

ABLAZE
Bread with the cornflakes, he’s
Outfield, a player with politicians,
Entourage of quick verbiage and
Roughneck bosses with less status.

ABLE
You ask David and Sampson, look
Askance again at the biblical page,
Clandestine in sands of Latter Day
Harems.  Shut out to an extent,
Overpopulated columns are many.
Lungs breath in and out, Namaste.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

If you speak like you write. You would be a entertaining friend. The poem danced on many subjects leading to the very good ending. Life is trickery. Right or wrong? We will know the ending. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote