Daily Poem – Trunks of blunders

Trunks of blunders


Started dreaming of boards of glory, untold story

Cracked bed sinking, into glue filled fissure.

A real look at the measure

A greasy slipped hill ride

Falling into pleasure; a bored cavern dugout, chucked out

Thrown up at speed on entry, no room for tugging

Blown out passion, sore eyes, no tears to wet them

Just beers to fret them; squeeze in more heart beats

Stay up not missing the treat that isn’t

Fallen star a maker of new matter

All told dust up, take up the lever.

Pull hard and let the wagon start rolling

Fear of the known and unknown portending

Just do it eternal


December 7th

Patrick Turner-Lee Copyright 2014

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