Unphrased objections

Clump latch become fixed lock.

Steam scout eclipse scad burl.

Bright bairn of told traipse strength.

Stilled shock betray gnarled pence.

Mayed juice of a guessed joy.

Strung think beyond string thought.
Strict lapse, street word, farce point.
Thieves plot gamble crammed safe.

Soft noise in the deep green.
High hymns of the north slope.
Bold droves of the cone felt.

Slouch purpose the might porch.

Style pilfered a game grab.

Steal quiet a mouse pace.

Reading & Dreaming

Began reading one of the blue books, one of the green, the aquamarine. Protect us from all. This one moves quickly. And also read the preface (past tense on that "read") to The Silent Life. Is that why I dreamed of a Trappist who was once a Franciscan, being interviewed by bureaucrats to find out if he was one of the good guys?

Odd other images intruded, but would they interest any but the dreamer?

An experiment

I'm closing comments here at darkspeech. For the time being.

A couple of reasons. One, it's no longer my main blog. Two, I'm getting a lot of Chinese (or Asian) spam. Three, I forget what reason number three was, but it was a really good one.

So send me an email, or visit me at my other blog, and we shall communicate in thus wise!

Thank you for visiting!

The eternal sophomore

Writing vers libre is like saying "Tennyson" without a hairnet.

Sneaking a pentameter into an otherwise "free" poem : forbidden fruit! Or the fun of passing along a secret code to others who might understand it.

Just wanted to share this

Aretha and Condoleezza. Making music together.