For sale, or: For sail

A Quadrille I kanot spel but wish I cud cuz pon buying this bote of wud, kleerly, I miss-red the sale sine, thinking the hole thing wud be mine! Now... teknikly, the hole thing IS. As reparemen say in ther biz... "Duh! thats why its leeking!" โ€˜What do you seeโ€™ Prompt #138 For Sadjeโ€™s weekly… Continue reading For sale, or: For sail

Sternlight, or: Spotlight

A shadorma barge sternlight glows through dense night fog; dim, old dock; vain gulls pose on catwalk in the spotlight; fancy themselves grand Mist by Ton Heijnen, via 500px This poem was written in response to: The Sunday Muse #210;Sammi Coxโ€™s Weekend Writing Prompt #259 Shadorma? six-line stanzas (or sestets);each stanza has a syllable count… Continue reading Sternlight, or: Spotlight