ayaladn

when defeat is tired

to deepen a mood

I shun my shoes

as jar full in tow

as home to whom

a dogged runt

I mediate at last

too weak a tantrum

’til a wake stood in

as a ducky swum

that way I am today’s

with a word desert’d

by the monkery due

when as monk’ry seed

may chew a straw

no wonders lost

as riverruns

o’er that too jeune

moor’d robin amid

simpler nemophilists

theirs the reeds to string

the tops of white elephants

sandall’d parasols

rugs shawls counter-beads

the noun scrimshaw or fathom

wonder welkin cloth

 

no dearth the unknown

nor else than a rainfallen

shallow walk accord

‘Dew…the raisins sun?’

Dubb in grapevine herds a run

chaperones two chaps

 

Otto’d ‘Disposal…

Bibi held up …Bikini

too far gone: conclude’

 

Cookie hol’d some dough

close up 39s rebox’d

knot onc’d…violins