Letters, Lines
Lines in lightning carved in stone?
Geoglyph, take form.
Mile behind the melee zone?
Keep the soldiers warm.
Bright beside the boreal pole?
Buildings in glass, shine.
Heaven and Hell, thy control!
Doom and Death, we dine!
Trickle, time? Riddle or rhyme?
Boxes, sheath the mime.
Dynamite, done on a dime?
Skidding in the slime...
Forlorn and forgotten?
Adventure, dare to seek?
Render red run rotten?
Ergo, the boneyard creak.
Sleek as tigers in the grass?
Dare not here to tread.
Linen round the looking-glass?
City of the dead!
Chlorophyll, do ye streaks leave?
Deceased child, bereave?
Gold, when absent, do they grieve?
Hone before you heave.
Believe what you want, scion.
Miracles abound.
Chess master, sac queen and pawn!
Flicker til you're found.
Round the vizier's chandelier?
Diamonds, sparkle grim.
Dinnertime! What do ye fear?
Crater, cone to rim...
Copyright © Chris Jensen | Year Posted 2025
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