whimsical of the moment…

whimsical of the moment…

candle creepy dark decoration
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o’ sad Jack
once ferocious teeth scowled
now, sagging, inward,
to the side
as your mouth collapses
and the roof caves in
your short age
your short time in the sun
so briefly, gone
witness to all the leaves
now quartered and drawn
a mouth once alight with writhing flame
throwing shadows on demon’s bane
casting out into the night
flickering dance candle light
for you have seen better days
hollowed out for hallows eve
has left you less whole with no reprieve
and like the shrinking land repose
off into the landfill you must go
yet let not all hope be squashed
for come next fall
we pick your kin

notes…  just something somewhat silly that the muse bequeathed to me today…

music… sort of weird and inspired… damn good band…

 

something silly…

something silly…

flower arrangement on top of table with chairs
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let me recall for you
a tale
a tale of
two tongs
a mated pair
paired as long
as tongs recall
a romance, until.
walked… by… thong
“this is splitsville baby
I’m gone!
time to dig
into something new!”
so he splits, in two,
and after much
inner weaving
she decides
the very next evening
to grab on her grip
and find something new, too
two tongs

notes… just one of those that sprung up one me, just amusement, something simple, silly and silly… no idea why this popped in my head, ask the muse, it is not my business man I just work here. leave space in the world for the silly, man is not satisfied on philosophical doldrums alone…. sounds like a good tag line, maybe I could use it on a blog…