Anxious as my thoughts paint out a canvas,
Tenuous strokes with each choke,
As I look at my hands, they soak,
Covered in blisters of oak,
As I wept through the saunter,
With no words their daughter says,
No peak at the herds,
Hoarsed around in their glammy gala,
Oh this fiesta, I could've taken a siesta,
Envied with this gluttonous rake over my bulging eyes,
Oh I'm shaken by this phrase,
Starved moons left to rot for this,
I cower with no fight to arise,
I begin to tremble with no cries,
Shots fired but it's only light,
I am in frame for only tonight.
Veronica did nuclear research in Blackfoot, Idaho
Went to a Walmart one day, with her two-year-old in tow.
Kid reached into her bag, pulled out her gun
She was shot dead by her two-year-old son.
Sergey researched superconductive vortex lines.
One day men invaded his town, death on their minds
They killed all pedestrians: fear by design
Shot Sergey from his yard to free Palestine.
Louis used a screwdriver to keep halves of a sphere apart
Contact goes critical, not a task for faint of heart.
The screwdriver slipped, the halves came too close
The room glowed blue, he got a lethal dose.
Samuel was an A.I. engineer, pushed a frontier
He brushed past Rakeem, came too near.
Rakeem punched Sam so hard that in two days Sam died.
You don't expect that on a subway ride.
Four scientists dead, acts of God, acts of man?
Such random tragedy, only one was a plan
Can we blame the victim? It doesn't seem right.
They chased the truth, fought the good fight
Who of us knows if we'll be alive tonight.
Holding pillow tight
So I fall asleep tonight.
Though never feels right
When your body is not near.
I wish you were here, my dear.
firepit
filled with ash
needing cleaned out
guess there won't be a fire
tonight
Ladies and gents, it's happening tonight,
a well-promoted prize-fight -
and a party with every bigwig and socialite.
I'll give you an exclusive invite!
It's where "No, it's not" meets "Yes, it is",
and "It is hers" meets "It is his".
Meet "Who is wrong?" and "Who is right?"
I'm an attorney. I'll make big bucks, alright.
Rumple Stein opens his great
book of old,
Under the blanket, a tale will
unfold,
Magic and monsters and
heroes so brave,
Pointing his finger to a deep
hidden cave,
Leaving you dreaming of
secrets he gave.
An evening of total relaxation.
Soft music and an old classic novel.
A glass of wine awaits.
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: 2nd place 2026, 3rd place 2026
The night sky is full of stars.
They glitter, sparkle, and shine.
Shooting stars flash by fast
and they are very pretty and
rare to see. Make a wish fast,
before the shooting star goes,
and maybe your wish might
come true. Stars so far, yet
so close to us sometimes.
Wink, wink they say, telling us
good luck, to all who see us
zooming past.
As I look upon the stars tonight,
shining against the cobalt blue,
it brings to me a feeling serene
and a smile as I think of you.
Wondering if your eyes, by chance,
have gazed upon this night,
and if your smile returns to me
through twinkling of starlight.
Beautiful and magnificent,
the moon itself is hanging high
as if to speak to its shining subjects, "Amen,"
King of the nighttime sky.
As I turn to take another peek
at this wondrous sight,
I cannot help but wish I could share
with you this moment and this night....
I couldn’t fit
all of me
into an allegory
that fit the stanza
of time,
place, meaning,
or spice.
I am not
a Quaker
or Christian.
I do not fit
a mold, or
pigeon hole.
I am still
here,
trying.
DEADLINE SET FOR EIGHT
IS THE TRUMP STRIKE TIME MANDATE?
WILL HE STRIKE OR WAIT?
playing chicken with couch potato
bring home the bacon with two peas in a pod
in a pickle with forbidden fruit
full of beans with egg on my face
go bananas with sour grapes
cream of the crop with dangling carrots
cool as a cucumber with apple of my eye
crying over spilt milk with raising a toast
spill the beans with cheesy jokes
I have better things to do
aint no need worrying about you
the sun is shining to day
just listen to what I gotta say
Sweetie please understand
I'm doing all I can
see fixing the we
in our relationship is what
we really need to do.
Sung the first stanza wrong
sound like it was what I
was feeling
spoke ah-couple words wrong
Woman you got me reelin
when we got to the happy song
it kinda changed my feelings
I started looking forward
to singing with youi
Dance with me
honey romance with me
it's all about you
Reallyt I love the thangs
you do
those ah-ooh ah's
the range when it's realy high
taking second glances
finding the nerve
to take a chance
Shall I not call ye a blessing,
for I find peace in thy hands?
Shall I not fumble out words of praise
to thee who hath filled my heart with delight?
Long have I waited for this day,
thy smile as delightful as ever,
and thine eyes sparkling like the night sky…
© Rahim Moon 2026
Tonight my tummy will smile,
Over my tongue it will go.
May I have more?
Another bowl for me.
Two will fill me up,
On this winter's night.
Soup warms me up on a cold night,
Or on a rainy day.
Under my soup the crackers dive,
Pretending to hide from me.
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