In Self Defense
Run thru the half-baked moon, snag slices
of dark fear, to cast off the forward bow
or stuff into mud-duck's ear.
Strap a double-edged blade high
upon your thigh. Greet the mugger
with courage, leave him shrunken.
Shore up the timbers of home,
bar windows with steel. Order oaks
to hold their limbs, grip deep
with outstretched talons.
Shout to the cowardly sun, slipping
into wispy haze. Command him
forward, to lavish salving rays.
Sprinkle salt on parasites, devouring
the tender blades. Summon fair butterfly,
shower her with accolades.
Give mister mole his bowl of fatal
caster bean mush. Watch tulips
flourish with lusty blush.
Turn chaff down deep down under
the rich, black loam. Replace
with feral, ducky blossoms
to flank your tranquil home.
Copyright © Cona Adams | Year Posted 2014
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