Perseids

Minute particles

Explode in the night,

Their showers an

Extraordinary sight

Of tremendous energy

Racing through space in

Stupendous streaks of light.

Choo-choo

Trailing a long snake of cars along

Rails,

An engine chugs towards town;

Its whistle and bell signal it’s getting

Near, a wonderful old-timey

Sound.

Thank you, Rick G.

Tick-tock

Chiming the hour, it

Likes the power time has

Over the human spirit; whether from the

Church tower, bedchamber, hearth, or

Kitchen, we can always hear it.

Thank you, Don M.

A fair argument?

Dublin’s bonny Church

Of Saint Broc

Named the fair town

Now in some ways renowned for

Yelling and

Brawling, for starters, and

Rowdy behavior,

Once upon a time,

On the grounds of

King John’s 1204 royal charter.

Thank you, Sharon M.

Enfin

Early in her career, she

Vied for the most

Envied roles, but

Never got one. In

The end,

Undaunted, the craft

A part of her soul, she

Landed the job of a

Lifetime; she’d

Yawned in the face of defeat.

Unwittingly I have used the word ‘eventually’ a lot in recent days. In the end, I…

Luggage?

Slowly he part-dragged, part-

Carried the

Heavy

Load,

Eventually

Plotzing in the road.

Thank you, Sandy M.

To be continued? Or not.

Ultimately, after the

Necessary

Final words were uttered,

I

Nodded

Inwardly,

Slowly turned toward

Him, and

Eventually

.

.

.

Thank you, Lisa F.