Oh earth!
Your belly is sweet
Upon our soul's
You are full of kindness
Fiend to none
Friend to all
Friend and foe
You cuddle
Water you guzzle
When it drizzles you puddle
When you clap it quakes, rumbles
Your dentures are sharper than lion's fangs
Your stomach is larger than life
Your sword of justice is in your hands
Racism, segregation and corruption are alien to you
You have silk-stocking folks for dinner
Impercunious soul's for lunch
Sposh for breakfast
Coal as appetizer
Oh mother earth!
The earth is yours
And it's fullness thereof.
Categories:
sposh, earth, humanity, life, nature,
Form: Alliteration
Flakes as silent satin
Sail down salubriously
Dissipating into stupefaction
Hitherto ramming clay
They were the forlorn harbingers
Before a cataclysm of sposh
Burst through the firmament
Like a derailed locomotive
Besmirching any implement in ambit
The innocuous sniff of sposh
Vilifying my cranium
As with a burst of gore
Revivifying to the hub
After an interlude of rhythmic diminution and distend
A rapturous ardor of splendor
Garnering me into a frosty sphere
Of flakes and satin
Methinks it snows.
Categories:
sposh, winter,
Form: Blank verse