“Ritual and ceremony in their due times kept the world under the sky and the stars in their courses. It was astonishing what ritual and ceremony could do." - Terry Prachett
Blood Orange Summer
Slice it through,
let the knife slide on
till it bleeds out
beet red juice.
Twist tightly wound
blood Orange rind around.
Check Mate
You’ve heard the story and the score.
So perhaps you’re ready to learn more
That each part’s moves turn a habit to a trait.
And traits that enroll are the route to check mate.
High
If I didn’t insist it
was just for me,
I’d turn that thing
into a shining sun
trillion-dollar NFT!
Magnetic Cocktail
Stir it all thrice.
Shake it up twice..
Then throw the dice…
Magnetic charisma,
thank god no more “nice”
Morning Cuppa at Jo's
Tasteless air tugs at the resin stuck in my lung
Coffee peristalsis argues like a jury that’s hung
When you can’t unsee and you won't unhear
and you can’t forgive the taste in your mouth
can that cricket bring hope for a better year
or will that morning cuppa at Jo’s go south?
Morning Rituals
Vanilla pod dawn opens up and seeds
a cardinal’s sweet red song.
Does the order matter
or is it just enough to complete it all?
Jamaican bougainvillea spit tar
into a morning tea sweet with hope.
Negrome Salumé
But when my frisky smorgasbord
offers a choice on my last payday
I’ll take a double Negrome Salumé
Salami Campari I’ll never be bored.
Yesterday’s Salt and Vinegar Chips
Concentration camp drip coffee
The perfect morning pairing
for last night’s dregs
from the salt and vinegar chip bag
Resin awaiting your hangover smile
at your salt and vinegar life
Woooooooof!
“Everything is ceremony in the wild garden of childhood.” - Pablo Neruda
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