Crumbling Cookie

[Let's just say I'm experimenting.]

A slice

A murmur

A banal drop.

That's not how the cookie falls.

A knot

A tug

A banal fall.

That's not how the cookie drops.

A twist

A tumble

A banal toast.

That's not how the cookie scuttles.

A stance

A totter

A banal scuttle.

That wasn't the cookie's toast.

A sigh

A half-smile

A simple melody.

That's the way the cookie burns.

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Welcoming Back Blue Raincoats

I needed to write today. Having done that, I thought I'd stick by my old decision to be my capricious self and decided to post on this purportedly closed blog.

I make no promises concerning future posts. If you hold your breath, please take it the entire mile and emulate a five year old in a mall who really really wants another gummy bear head. Then, tell me if it was watermelon or strawberry.

It's short and possibly incomplete. But it does have a title-

Blue Raincoats

Heaven sent at heaven's end.

A sweet man's abode

Converts to a widow's chest

To reveal the crinkling edges of homesickness.

A glossy finish by a rough edged sword,

Finality by an indefinite wink.

Chapters flip with the summer breeze,

Accursed.

Sweet similes end

And children's chests heave.

Swords wink in the summer Sun

To close curses at heaven's brink.

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