Nautical Twilight Poem by Elizabeth Anne Martina Ryan
Nautical Twilight
His sorceries are boo-hooing a teller,
what's spare's on the local trots
better than breakfast.
A win's the Seychelles or the gurgling Maldives.
Going fast. Where the pig-footed bandicoot, the broad-faced potoroo,
the gumnut numbat?
spooked, bespoke,
honor's in a trapdoor.
He stumped up, but crime befell kismet
pardon repelled mores
coin begat loss.
Monday, May 15, 2017
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