Sail

Below, you billow, Blue breeze, blew through Your heavy weighted skirt with a slap As it snatched waiting fabric tails And whistled wolf-like and whining Whilst wincing tethers clank in objection Bestow bedlam And cast across the gazing ocean. "Brief: 365/2020 project, prompt 'Sail’

Bell

Seven times, telling chimes entwined in air Each ring interlaced in night’s tangled hair. Vacant coin-faced moon’s advent coincides Escalating peals to rise then subside. Nocturne dawns nightly. Boundless muse abounds night’s darkened mind, Each bell recounted a passage of time. Lightly hushed lullaby resounds in prayer Listens spellbound to wisdom’s aria. Silence sleeps soundly. …

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