Tolling & Rumbling
by grimbeau
Mellow yellow peril stalks
desultory morning news.
Mahjong pings pong song sushi
Life waves buoyed by risen seas
Encouraging numbers lately
make me swing again.
All you need is Like.
Push and punch the River Not.
See no day so far
underway.
Meredithian
sonnets pepper mad Edith’s
black gothic bonnets.
Radio switches off itself.
Precocious little sod.
Go show it who’s the boss, Rod.