Kyrielle 2

Dodgers let’s give recognition
Often, not through sweets, through yoga.
Loosely the stream does not mention
Calisthenics, etcetera…
In funky flow, riders function.
Utopia halts for saga.
Make hay while the sun shines, listen
Iceland has state per capita

Domination is not sugar.
Overcome your baggy eyeballs.
Master seasons. Seem too eager.
I’m too happy, can’t see baseballs.
No one likes me, you’ll shop Kruegers
Alk play a high roller hard balls
Ruling Russia like cunning cougars
Elsewhere pitching playful curve balls. 

Dolomites for Marmolada
Ouija was cult but what about
Letters? Climbing knickers Pa-pa,
Old English was a dream of drought,
Marlins, Panthers, all for grandmas.

If the king ambles roundabout
Talks to himself, steps the cha-cha,
Introversion fogs the fallout,

Dolorous the painful memory,
Olgas watching the numbers
Like a stock exchange for worry
Or coupons, like Dorothy Sayers.
Right? The buyer takes all, hurry
Or cut the nun’s quilt with scissors
So China sends their battery
Of olde, not liking his trousers.

Donors don’t have all the money.
Onlookers of Bankers’ cold vaults.
Not one of the many funny
Are exposing each others' faults,
Tomorrow they will sorely whinny
Or playing god with smelling salts
Risk this jib jab feeling phony
Exposed ourselves to our doled assaults

Reviews

[The Twin Arenas]

"Ouija was cult but what about
Letters?

one of the best things I've read in a bit.

[Laura Lynn]

thanks waconda, you are often writing things one can put to memory it would seem, can't wait to see what you be writing next

[Mad Mezi]

This is amazing. Very cryptic, yet, there is an underlying theme. The rhyming is very subtle, and the rhythm never faults. Some great imagery and just great words in general. It's a very imaginative piece, for sure! :D

[The Twin Arenas]

i could read this all day. it's like a christmas countdown.