tiger
flames fall upon
her skeletal shoulder
as this dolorous antiphon
drags on

bodies
veiled in burlap
sway in the midnight breeze
when our driver stops to rewrap
a chap

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LVIII is a bit dark.

wise walls
whisper of lies,
as wily twilight falls,
then…irrevocable truth tries
to rise

listen
to the devout
voices, for they glisten
in the distance as they strike out
to shout

yearly
bitter combat
has just about nearly
deprived that despicable Rat
of fat

minute
by minute we
resolve not to commit
to change which would let us truly
be free

prune juice
laced with liquor
laid my neck in this noose;
why does that cold-hearted Kicker
snicker?

——

The “Kicker” is meant to be the individual who kicks the bucket out from under a person’s feet in a hanging.

malice
sheathed in a smile
shall destroy this palace
should we elect not to revile
such guile

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I am posting an odd numbered cinquain for a change.

Abbot
Owens owns a
teeny tan tame rabbit;
how pleasant to have an ally
so nigh!

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Try and say the first three lines five times fast! 😉  I come out with “teeny tam tame” or “teeny tan tane” almost every time.