Tempest
in a Teapot
Pepper brings on sneezing
there is no pleasing the waves,
sky, gull, sand.
It’s a metaphorical dance
among dried seaweed
and mangrove wrecks.
I take a chance.
Or, fail to remember
a saving grace.
Slit open the envelope.
Roll up the announcement and
stuff it in a bottle.
Beachcomber wrack and
the trek back to the
parking lot.
Slim chance, no chance,
what is chance?
A metaphor for sneezing.
[RK, 2/11/21]
Narwhal Metaphor
not the olive or whelk
the oyster or conch
but the three centimeter
white auger shell
reduced, shrunken
this is a mistake
possibly, probably,
patently true if it
reminds me of you
[RK, 2/11/21]
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