Graceland

 
Charron's chatter is your source for funny prose.
Let’s sit in black velvet, Elvis,

under a jawbreaker moon.

Expect a firmament

dripping sugar crystal
 

clear and blue floss

just at sundown, streaking

stadium-sized meteors

that tat wholes

—out of holes

shaping ephemeral

auroras into

(Western Nights)

Saltwater taffy our jammed Tootsies

Popped into shore-breaking

—with laughter

an unguarded medicine,

rolling & cresting

whatever ails you

if anything does

ease it for you.

Let’s do that…

you & me

sometime.

©Karen Robiscoe

About Charron's Chatter

I bring to you an arrow, whole, Use it, or break it, But if you choose to take it --Know-- With it also, I will go. © Karen Robiscoe @1992

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