Antebellum
cerebellum
war winds blow
storm clouds gather
bidding no one no good for
crafty watchers
sporting adaptable sussed
liminal subjects
venal sentinels.
ill wind crusty gusts
dry blown punchy,
rain splashed,
citron yellow
forsythia endures,
rose hip plumage crests
nascent runner beans
catch a wind whispers
coy callous menace
*
my stomach flutters,
argent tensions bristle,
angst swallows thrill,
thus I turn granite,
search for quarry
*
some plumbing rattles,
a rat up a pipe,
a hoopoe head banging
a tin tray…
prospects of shower shrinking,
postponement permitted
till pre-luncheon…
Grimbeau 