Pound

temple

Wet Slate

Forlorn Tipple

Dribble Net

 
A Want of Listen
 
So little, so small.
Hands spread, mouth wide.
They hear the cry.
Ears prick, heads incline decline.
Wonder sparks bright.
Affectation, a pure delight.
Nothing to compare captured in the light.
 
Stretch Balloon
 
Inching forward, a steady plod.
Compensation an aggregation.
More to listen, ease the terror.
Greater to be, a must.
 
Eager
 
What is held too long to hold.
From a place.
Grinding wheels.
Arrival beckons, friction [...]