The crescent moon smiles as skies darken and night settles on broken old bones clinging to the fictions of probability wrapped in a brown bag.
I lay, a wanderer in pittance cloaked with scarlet leaves that soon will decay; the never-ending cycle like a wrought clock--of changed hands.
The last sip down the hatch is unseasonable. It makes no difference if its sweet or hot. It's savored till unconsciousness wrestles last thoughts and orchestrated silence bends. The violin hears as I bow to my opus….. (Do you like it?)
Nurtured through the night in drunken slumber force and focus kaleidoscope to embellish the spellbound dream where songs are played by a real musician.
(Inspiried from a poetry challenge with specific created lines, which have been slightly modified for this poem.)
The Wholly Book of Exodus is humorous adult literature that features adult language, situations and content. It is the companion book of Jay Dubya's The Wholly Book of Genesis that satires the entire first book of the Bible.
The Wholly Book
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Great answer for the challenge But Hey did you think otherwise
Well done M'Lady!!
Love Tinka
This is really beautiful in its dark sensual loneliness. Your language adds to its charm and elegance.