Thursday, December 28, 2017

all aboard



Thunder swore how he sword, his word no hoard.
Given boom boom plunder, lite-fast all aboard;
  wave cracking, ship slipping, storm keeling---
  curse eloquent, blot specific, nature kneeling---

hearthstone of man, leveled on goddess pure sand,
dulled by time's plow, but good were it soe;
   steep ornery wise; yet mean to reprimand 
   (gravity honeyed) how thunder flows

shudders thus owned are goose bump financed,
offshore sea serpents serendipitous; 
   muster old woden his namesake swan dallianced,
    ornate furniture splendiferous

  accrued his crew, crude
  blot his sacrifice, true
   

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