April Madness IV

Cloudburst

As we watch the cloudburst,

Upon the edge of shine,

It’s movements unrehearsed,

As it’s rain does enshrine.

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April Madness I

The Deanery

Your breath of stale tobacco,

And mine of a sour red wine,

My floor show of cheap Bordeaux,

And yours of old man’s decline.

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Pyromania

A fire does burn across with a sharp hiss,
Scorching the Earth to her sacred core,
As I wandered down a burning crevice,
To meet the very flames her land did bore.

The grass had burnt to a cinder powder,
As I inhaled in the past ashen life,
The echoing laugh of fate grew louder,
And the fire took me as his wasted wife.

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