Four Poems

Hello friends,

Four poems this week, from four different constraints. Enjoy! (And if you do, please consider purchasing The Robots of Babylon — your support would mean a lot to me.)

MOON IN A WATERFALL (Palindrome)

A null lore, now:
One lost,
solo slab,
benign
in a waxing of pity....
     A rapid,
     I dip a ray,
     tip fog —
     nix a waning,
     in ebb, also —
          lost,
          sole,
          now one,
          roll Luna....

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RIME (Palindrome by Pairs)

Met I a sonnet’s rime,
in a lent pastoral,
or a poem atemporal —
or a toast,
penal in merits,
neon as time....

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CREATURES (Palindrome by Word)

Think that creatures are rare….
"How," ask I, "do they exist?"
Well, exist they do!
I ask: "How rare are creatures that think?"

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PERSISTENCE (Anagrammed Lines)

How can I persist
in a script whose
actions whisper?
How can I persist
now spirits ache?