A Free Verse Poem!

Hello friends,

Something out of my ordinary this week: a poem not written under constraint. Outside of song lyrics (which aren’t really “free”), I expect this to be the only free verse poem I publish.

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ÆTHELRED THE UNREADY

A butterfly pauses
to think on the arm
of the throne.

Late December.
As Æthelred glances
at daggers and lances
his fingers do dances
with fear.

In the corner:
A goblet inverted.
A ghost slowly grinning.
The feeling
of feeling your way.

Merry Christmas.
A banquet abandoned.
A litter of lemons
and pestilent ham.

A window broken
by the laughter
of God.