Dry

the harvester

Tap

 
 
 
A cloud drifted lazy and grey.
Caught in its shadow a cart ambled through the hills.
Seated on a plank of hard splintery wood,
The driver mumbled a much loved song.
His horse whickered approval.
Above their position blue radiance shone bright.
 
 
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Quota

 
Quota
 
Essential regret
A spider speck
Flagrant wink
An empty sink
 
 
 Pudding
 
Nights respite
Alphabet delight 
 
 
Demeanour
 
Drifting in and around
He wore a sailor’s gown
Three lengths woven coarse
To bridle a wicked horse
 
 
Jelly
 
Forty five degrees
Converging to a point
Skate and glide
Tumble and fall
A whistling wind screams ruin
Quiet chokes the crush
Scramble and claw
Rive and score
Tremendous feat never a chance
Blast doubt and turn a route
 
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