There once was a land crab named Bligh
Who’s demeanor was naturally shy
He would hide in his hole
Acting more like a mole
Than a cantankerously snappish guy
In response to Patrick Jennings Pic and a Word Challenge #322: Landscapes.
Morning after blasts
Acrid smoke hovers aloft
Trembling dog whimpers
In response to Patrick Jennings Pic and a Word Challenge #297: Spectacle
Amidst the patter
Of fog condensing on leaves
Plop of a mullet
In response to Patrick Jennings Pic and a Word Challenge #277: Leaves
As saturnine night descends
I, wrapped in starlight
Shatter into rhombus patterns
Shadow fragile, carbon scattered
In response to Patrick Jennings Pic and a Word Challenge ##272: Starlight, # 270: Geometry and # 269: Perpendicular
Now the oldest generation
I hear the umpire call
“Batter up”
In response to patrick Jennings Pic and a Word Challenge #260: Future
While working from home
Can’t hear myself think
Distracted by the rhythm
Of my neighbors banging
In response to Patrick Jennings Pic and a Word Challenge #269: Perpendicular
Sifting through lost memories
An entire life
Packed in a box
I whisper goodbye
As your hands grow cold in mine
An unfinished list
Dancing Echoes 
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