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Caged Fight


size of a fist,

heart beats your chest–

battering ribs

pummeling blood

and

pounding your ears

–bruising you

from the inside out.

Some stone,

some gold knuckled,

some without gloves,

it’s too obstinate

to concede. . . .

it’s only when

it decides to skip it

. . .

altogether

. .

are you

knocked out

.

of the ring

 

prompt: one way

Jeez’bell

never lurch

when you’re in church

take a perch

instead

it would be worse

if lurch inverts

and trips you as

tread

you might converts

devout–if skirts

flips up

overhead

so heed this verse

or you’ll be cursed

for misstep

when you’re dead

 
 
 

 
 
 
 

https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/lurch/

 

Equine Writes

Back in days of yore

–there was

a centaur waging war

–because

he’d fallen for a flighty miss,

an equine known as Pegasus,

and way back when

–as story goes

was set against

–these horsey beaus

the reason being that the beasts,

had plows to sow

not vows for priests,

inflamed, the centaur sought

–redress

for equal rights

—no more

or less–

loading bow, and loosing arrow

felling those whose minds were narrow

and though the price

he paid

–was high

in end he wed his

–soaring bride

atop Olympus mount—

“I do’s”

were neighed and nickered,

swapping shoes

Yes story is

–No•tori•ous–

both dreadful

and

–so glorious

the resolution clear, of course,

the right to love–

half man & horse.

 
 

prompt: notorious

 

Betcha

if you can’t be the best–

you can always be better,

since less is a mess

for losers and lessors

–your own thing

the lone thing–

you hone

no howevers.

whoever you are,

you’re a star

–lace or leather.

prompt: better

Cue: heart shower

Miniature

–she wanted

mate of grander size,

with shiny fur

&

long-ass tail,

and sweetly beady eyes

. .

and at her job at theme park,

was one that made her melt

down like fuka

–shima– such a

pair’a gloves, and pelt.

and as it happened

owner—

helped the fella meet her

spinnin’ reels

with toon’ful feel

in theme park’s built in theatre

The duo started dating

and such was chemistry

that Mickey and his

Mini

(mouse)

embodied all

Disney.

prompt: miniature

 

Miss and a Swing

atlas

Mis Placed

was lost

unfound

and tossed

a turn she didn’t tack

surprising, yes,

to Mis Direct

given her verknack

it took

unshaken

faith to

take on

unexpected route

and so Mis Stepped

at first, but next,

she circled roundabout

and home Ward bound

a Way that wound

in fashions found in Roam

not haute couture

but warm nurture

was Atlas that led home.

Karen R.

prompt: misplaced


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