~ Baroque b-q ~, ~Day and days ~and wile and ways ~days and wiles and ways ~, ~whisps of camphor dignant ~two snifters of cognac ~softens the moon, its roon and stays ~pledge to the kindred ~fledgling to a mood ~raising there a tepid smile ~and rue ~and rhyme, and nine ~herbal baths ~the nodding daffodils' startled laughs ~engender a side-path time ~, ~toss away most flippantly ~the boomerang returns ~where We are ~some less regards ~where They may decidedly be ~contents to books undone ~, ~devil may care and suggestion dares ~but none ~a day and days ~awhile ~aways ~are ways and wiles and days ~, ~, ~ Slpk'41 ~, , , , 1998
Intriguing read! Googled 'bq' and found becquerel - A unit of measurement of radioactivity, equal to one disintegration per second. I enjoyed your poem...thank you for sharing :)
Hi, BeneathePines, And, I had thought it was a play on BBQ. I love the lines ~the nodding daffodils' startled laughs ~engender a side-path time. Thank you for sharing.
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And, I had thought it was a play on BBQ. I love the lines ~the nodding daffodils' startled laughs ~engender a side-path time. Thank you for sharing.