Sometimes there’s a discernible dearth of qualified words, words that are de rigueur to the breathtaking aesthetics. And there are words like a low moaning, moth-eaten words. Run-of-the-mill, cliched words. Words that taste like whey or the niff of rotting meat. Sometimes, there is a crumbling of words. Words that are dissembled in derisive cackling.Continue reading “words”
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cure
The fracas was broken by the Rakas over Aunt Marge’s swollen bums. “Do you know how to cure it?” Fae held out his hand to me. I picked up the chocolate. ” They are a bunch of doddery old fools having fun of fracas. Join them for a good gloat or find something better” withContinue reading “cure”
you gotta believe it
Don’t let it Oh no! Oh no! Oh no! no! no! It ain’t put your nose outta joints The fingers they point Is the quintessence of their defence Out of difference Ha! So put a fence Finally it’s all gonna make some sense O’ yeah, When you’re cut down to size It’s the blessing inContinue reading “you gotta believe it”
when they crashed into each other
And that’s how Darby and John crashed into each other or so the story goes… ” Woe betide anyone who comes closer!” She drew her sword from the sheath and stuck it to his neck. “Better set your face against any temptation.” Her ruthless gaze flared up. He quickly seized hold of her hand andContinue reading “when they crashed into each other”
halcyon hums
Arid chasms that transmute into whetstone with diamond edges of the petals of water lilies, hewn out of silvery shards along the ecliptic, borne upon the plumpness of audacious cravings; where affluent wisps of halcyon, ovulate mighty pull of auspices of the hum of indigenous hummingbirds, dosing joyous splodges of their gaze harboured in iridescentContinue reading “halcyon hums”
mythical creature
Jeff flicked a glance at Shean who was plonked in the armchair warming herself by the side of the flaming embers. “Have you heard about those gryphons?” asked Jeff nibbling cookies. “Ooooh, the mystery deepens! Did they prepare a lavish slap-up dinner for you?” Shean batted her eyes smugly. “Yep, when I stumbled upon themContinue reading “mythical creature”
in the shade of a willow
The taste of tornillo was complemented by costly cigarillo That he found by chance under his pillow In the shade of a willow watching clouds billow When he heard baby Jill grizzling about Shea’s peccadillo willow billow pillow tornillo peccadillo cigarillo Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie -Saturday Mix #RhymeTime
in his dotage
When Siena ditched her boyfriend Jim, our eyes were out on stalks. Poor Jim, never went back on his promises and brought her lollipops every day. He also helped her with her homework. Now fucked by the fickle finger of fate, his hopes were dashed. Bullish Wen, who always did Jim’s biding, was seething andContinue reading “in his dotage”
parched air
On ripening of time, lush shrubs lipping ochre bark of perennials have vanished in the thin air. Perhaps somewhere biding their time, anticipating the frolicsome squelch of little galoshes during salubrious times. Leaves ranging from golden amber to tawny and deep brown colours have embarked on their next journey, ceding to the mystical inner quest.Continue reading “parched air”
the courtroom
“My lord, please, ask her who was she dreaming about?” asked the lawyer grimly in an authoritarian voice. She felt weak in the knees as if someone poured buckets of molten lava in her ears. “a…a…aai…I…” She stuttered looking downcast, red in the face. ” SAY IT!!” The lawyer glowered at her. Not that sheContinue reading “the courtroom”
