Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: Fire or Season of Summer

summer fire

it must have seemed a good idea at the time:
keep the jollity flowing well into the new year
until crisp as tinder
where but a breath
sends needles spiralling to the floor
like lost good will
fanning the flames of disaster
the task at hand is well nigh
forsooth, ’tis christmas in july


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Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: Fire or Season of Summer.

tagged “V”

tagged v victim

V is for Victim
dumped by the door
hung in a hallway
slumped on the floor
rolled in a carpet
in some Vacant lot
propped in the Vestibule
plopped in a plot
squeezed into a Vessel
fit with concrete shoes
tied to a trestle
Vibrating the blues
Viscount or Vicar
Vandal, Valet
the Vulnerable dance
in Villain ballet

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tagged “S”

tagged s swine

S is for Swine
Sweet and Sublime
Sallow or callow
the four-legged kind
Sneaking away
Staring intently
they Snortingly Say
Sit for a while
and Soar
with pig wings
Sow Subjects Socratic
Sing of porcine things
Stop being
Soothe us instead
with Sonnets
and a pat on the head

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tagged “Q” & “R”

q and r

Queendom is Resigned
once again
to a Quack court filled
with Quick Reproaches
and Queer Reprisals
Random Queries
with Rambling Quarrel
prod Quiet Resilience
in Quixotic Rapprochement
only seeks to Quell
the Rabid Retrenchment
the scorched Regression
that Reigns a fevered Raptor
in the Queue
it is a Ragpicker’s Quest
that hungers for Resurrection
a Quantum leap of faith
to Quicken the heart
held Ransom in the Quagmire
before it ends
in Queasy Revolution

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tagged “P”

tagged p pop art

like the horoscope says
it is time to Pause
on the edge of the Precipice
and Ponder only
where Predisposition
Pushes us
Put all Platitudes aside
cease Placating
those who will not be Pleased
like the Proverbial Pachyderm
Parked in the room
be the Paramedic
Poring over the Patient
Pop art and Poetry
from the Postscript
our Penance

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tagged “N”

tagged n night

N is for Night
dark Nadir of day
where Naked Naifs
fawn upon
Nail-biting Nihilists
Noxious Name-droppers
court Nimble Ninjas
while Narcissists
dance Narcotic
No rest
for Naughty Narcoleptics
the Nauseous
and the Nonconformist
the Noble Navel-gazing
mix Nonsensical
Nitty gritty Narrative
throw words like Nasturtiums
at Nomads Nodding
off in corners
Noggins askance
is Nefarious Nature’s
Nearsighted embrace
a Necessary Neighbour
Nonplussed Negotiatrix
No matter

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tagged “K”

tagged k

Krispin crossed the Kalahari
searching for a drink
a dream of gin and ginger
was all that he could think
up and down the dunes he roamed
luscious lips were left behind
one last Kiss was not enough
nor embrace the fleeting Kind
 here he was King of nothing
hot Kepi on his head
memories of moonbeams sweet
were better left for dead
like sandy grains in worn out boots
blistering hours did multiply
nights cold as Kiev he huddled
under the star-strewn sky
no chance for a small cuppa
indeed where was the Kettle
mistress Karma’s cruel joke
fine way to test his mettle
for silk Kimono and Kaftan cool
he longed to drop his Khakis
a dusty heap next to the door
picked up by well-loved lackeys
clear visions of a nice Kabob
set on a proper plate
Kaffir limes and Kiwis cold
his palate could not wait
miserable fortune set in motion
by a nasty camel’s Kick
this unexpected walkabout
was nothing but
a desert trick


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tagged “J”

tagged j jar

Jack and Jill,
are hipsters still
drink mason Jars of water
Jack Jives by night
his band’s delight
Jill dreams of being a potter

Jack’s day Job sucks
roundabout he mucks
writing Jingles down on paper
Jumbled days slide by
with lone Jailbird sigh
yet still he is a Japer

Jill dreads the morn
John Barleycorn
Jack’s friends are Just so Jerky
in skinny Jeans faded
vintage closet raided
they ate all her tofurky

Jack pops Jam cakes
Jill lovingly bakes
vegan to keep her figure
an idea Jolts bright
Joyful time is right
the market even bigger

Jack and Jill
quite fit the bill
Jolly in a big Joint venture
now Judge and Jury
in capitalist fury
they’ve secured a
fair-trade debenture

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