Tall grasses stretching torsos

exercising limbs

roots remain anchored in ground

* * * *

turning verse with quiet ease

at pens lightest touch,

rearranged with aim to please . . .

would it be asking too much,

with you on bent knees,

white-faced - straining in a clutch,

to put end to travesties

we've created? such

release fares well for journeys

newly undertaken. crutch,

lent or found for lease,

unfit prop for broken hutch

My life was assembled of seven syllables

Five of them to heartache

Plussed five and two smiles for crucibles

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