18 Saturday Feb 2017
She, Valkyrie cradles tattered remnants a slaughtered spirit, in her intrepid care. Goddess vision greets wounded gaze and I beseech her, to choose life, for an oft wounded, heart. To Valhalla for mead, and her. Salve for the psyche, soul and flesh, of gods mythical, and mortal, and their concubines. ~Marcela: beautifully lost, in a real-time myth, of my own creation. February 18, 2017 Image: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Valkyrie
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12 Sunday Feb 2017
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Limerick
I have crushed on a sailor named Zeke
His ‘Salty’ some havoc did wreak
On pink oh-so-tender
Defenses useless he rendered
With nary a peek or a tweak
Haiku
On a tranquil sea
A salt and pepper Sailor
Quells this raging squall
Cinquain
Let’s sail
said the sailor
my vessel’s safely moored
in the haven of (y)our harbour
moon’n stars
February 12, 2017
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