NaPoWriMo 2: 4/2 Sheffer Puzzle Poem Draft
Nereocystis bobs above its holdfast
branched and gripping fist sized rocks else
no surface tassel forest, no hollow tube
to blow. To be alive we must assert.
Earthworms, superior annelids, elude
trowel; tulips bloom, tomatoes set.
Ocean bulbs sway to waning crescent,
we dream of conquest and The Blob.
Glacial till filters upward through rake.
Moles make holes so voles eat calla,
trumpet and aurelian. Strain yin,
no Paraguayan pineapple for Dole.
It's not worldly, our argument for gain
another had to fall for you to chacha.
1 comment:
I dream of The Blob only because I didn't recognize the sun today. What the hell is that? I asked my cat.
You're good at this, Ms LS, dang. I can barely see you sweat.
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