Monkey-Business In Moonlight
Air is stung with blows
from swords strapped on
with relish. Clangs merge
with strident song of iron
that rings across and over field stubble,
or against hard stone of filled silo.
One can only wonder at what
unhinged crime might be occurring
as shadows shimmy and fly at one
another, chopping evening’s order
into squirming worm-like madness,
until quiet suddenly descends,
and silence kisses darkness once again.
Elizabeth Crawford 11/19/2017
Note: Thought it was time to get back to both Wordles. Used all of the words in one form or another. Image is a Photo-kali, made from a photograph.
Posted at The Sunday Whirl: Wordle #326
monkeys, sword, moon, merge, kiss, fly,
relish, chop, shimmy, strap, sting, crime
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air, light, hinge, worm, song, stubble,
silo, over, iron, clangs, blows, order
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