Hark! The rhythm

Hark! The rhythm. The pellet drum rattles. The dance begins. The creation, the annihilation, the fleeing in-betweens, and beyond these appar...

Wednesday, April 16, 2014

Noon-nerve

Scorching noonday, nimble usualness negated
Neither nuzzling nestlings nor the naivety buzz
Wherefore this spartan nerve undaunted

Linking with Blogging from A to Z challenge : April 2014

4 comments:

  1. Very nice use of n thorughout, but I especially love the last line.

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    1. Thank you so much Nicki. I am glad you liked the little piece

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  2. nimble usualness negated exactly how I feel on a hot hot day under a noonday sun.lovely... thank you for your whispering thoughts
    Sandra

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Since every thought is a seed, I am looking forward to a delicious harvest.