Rolling Through Intersections

Your Daily Loaf of This

What Restores
…On That Which We Feed

Each rises — soon frenzied — feed on the surface.
At outset, as unexpected as a gentle rain
diverting nature’s complaints, washed free
from maple’s leafy canopy of love.
Each sky offering laid to rest, exposed — and to what
will be owed this vulnerability? Especially, ills
not acknowledged fully, since life repeats temptation,
to realize over-consumption.

Bait can’t linger, nor shall it return again and again —
unless, meditation in this consumption
to chew a love in solemnity, peaceful,
as more arrive, surround. But then,
orderly, smooth-hasten in chastity —
accelerant speeds fast, as only others
could conceive.

Divinity certainly, when in collection, each memory received
assigns a deviation’s swirling water web of depth that deceives.
And there it goes…food for thought.

6.20.25
18 lines, free verse
Its other title: A Writer’s Distillation…given time
…and that little something extra only I coax out…

Don’t Get A Tummy Ache, Toddlers

I write more than you see. What I present is a lot. (What I wrote next is not to be consumed by you. Perhaps, in the future. Here comes the true redaction.)

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Courtship With Another Brief Thought (antithetical jotting returns!)

Complaint is not protest, as I am no crusader. Fires burn witches and heretics and produce noble moral, but we haven’t been consulting a history currently on fire. Lost — if your quill sabers stab and joust with ignorance and misdirection. Tempting to add, “concurrently.” He who gives up hope disrespects himself.

Am I making all this up alone, or did I provoke help knowingly, where muses of complacency once compelled a lone one to consort before a…(placeholder-placeholder)?

You do know the difference from consecutively?

Opines on…”Temperance temporary…”

Nothing yet after that.

Intoning a bard but refuses rhyme, indifference isn’t choice in trying times.

Well, maybe this once. Further…

Who acts? What play? My script just arrived!

Nope. Surely, it’s not for thee.

*deadpan* All “nunnery” and “slings and arrows” with he?

From behind the curtain, ‘who said that’?

Losing track. There’s no score in game I’m to witness.

Fight The Devolution! 👊