Thine Pauciloquent
Gadzooks, nudiustertion,
thy widdershins wound-up swingswung has taterd
and thee cannot ride ineseness culled sunset anymore,
buntincludes a valetudinarian spirit
lamprophony tippytoppidy drop-within-thee,
thy typhlotic orb's waves an ocean,
minding a polypropylene plaited empennage
cleft to its heinie,
I will xertz vioutful sunrise drink
for intoastkneewhip is thy jentacular
and bibulously skyrolary the twilight
with a tittynope star having misticality
meldrop a tinklingtwinkle
only to awakent anew zoanthropy.
2020 August 02
'Bloodhound',
Heartbroken eyes,
Wags furry empennage,
Raises hopeful household, perhaps,
Baffled.
*Traditional Cinquain
2-4-6-8-2 Syllables
First line - title, last line - connects title
A rabbit and a currant had a race once up a very vertical hill. Upon arrival it was said to be the place of much dignified worship in many a tunnel. But thus was neither planned nor placed. Ironing out the demi pleye in a curtsey of a wide visionary curtain carefully sprinkled with the dust from a fly floor but fly floors are neither flying nor fancying a cup of greasy tea today. A mix up of mayhem in a moving wheel so hold on very tight to a throttle. Wings waiting wingspans willing writing. And a dose of the juice from a pebble is equivalent to a tiny piece of emblematic cereal of wild and strong oats. Oats can operate even in a smoky room. Signal then. Left right. And manuscripts manoeuvre well in a basket of breads, manure, and fingers plus toes of an eel. Hahaha blossoming bacon hahaha burping baboon bringing bananas xxxxx empennage Z z z z z Z z Z z