Swadling encrypt the contrarious slopes of a mired
entity coursed veinous stammer spurts bled
across a court of an unchallenged befitted named
as valor cornered the bleached to be razed
spirits encapsulate the branded sole championed
glory dazed betwixt ears of an abandoned
waning light fills purple sighs 'ill eve succumbed
bitterness spilt the downtrodden weighed
hung kicked a life out of bound the final scored
Villains of darkest night,
Vicious canines to bite,
Veinous blood target site,
Veiled they wander in white,
Voice eery to give fright,
Vultures watch from their heights,
Venture not within sight!!
Written 7/ May/ 2021
4th placement
7 lines 6 syllables each line with monorhyme
Kim Merryman sponsored
V Pleiades poetry contest
Nature is my travelogue
She poses in mystery
As we surge through backroads
The temporary compartments of our lives
Crested infrastructure upon circling migrations
I am without token
The sun falls unrestrained
Daring capture of fluid magic
Or slitting through our mountainous rubble
Each post ventures a veinous riptide
Grasping on baked bellies, we pose
Parking lots sprawling the half turn
Destiny is without a shape
The tune of mercury spasms a punctured clock
Bargains without a back
And barriers that spiral the inevitability
We have just begun
cold rock, who's gnashing teeth
beget torn lips and tidy legs
loveless creature clothed in rind
future queen would nary pine
fondleproof my guest
gentle curls no effect
your veinous tarmac brings organasms arrest
abandoned crusades confer pontiffregrets
what! the spectacled porpoise awakens!
the breeze suffocates
the sun withdraws
now must I greet your desire and drain your ample limits
Drenched from head to toe
soaked and soiled.
A victim yet again
to my own self doubt.
The drive in me is gone
my desire vanished without a trace.
Yet this is only the start of my,
self induced drought.
The circulation of self hate
the arterial decay coupled with,
veinous collapse.
The childlike tantrums have increased again.
It's but true,I have regressed.
Perhaps I will survive this plight
for its only 3 days til daylight
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