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.

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