delilah contrapunctal.... yes, that's how I intended to spell it.........


***turkey in the strawberries


living in reverence...with a degree of vigor...
a splish, if not a splash...
counting and recounting,
predicated
though nonpredatarian...
tarry
a while
to
leap
for the highest grown fruit,
while the lower
glomes
are freed of the branch
at
the merest
touch
of a lip
or a whisker...
being braided, encroached
with falsified modesties...
......breathing out...in...out...
...as yet, haven't forgotten
to water the plimsolls...collect the roughage...pander to the compost...
ambroseate and refill the grail....
snipperwhappers! !

Submitted: Monday, November 22, 2010
Edited: Monday, November 22, 2010

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