Challenge: The perfect ten.

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Looking out across still waters
the music is sweet.
Life.
 
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sometimes sparrows
forget landing
and fall

sometimes thoughts
forget falling
 
Liar said:
sometimes sparrows
forget landing
and fall

sometimes thoughts
forget falling

failing thoughts
fall
flailing
floundering
finally finding flat ground
flourish.
 
Tristesse said:
failing thoughts
fall
flailing
floundering
finally finding flat ground
flourish.


depressing declarations
drop down
desperately
doomed
dying
detached
disgusted
dead
 
always
asking

anxious
about
anything

antiquated
arguments

arcane
adament
adversaries
 
Merrymaker said:
ocean sparkled
turquoise eyes
wind tossed hair
brushes sunburned thighs


sea green eyes
sunset hair
billowing sarong
soft salty kiss
 
rain patters
on tin roof
wet
our mouths
drip kisses

spring unfurling
birthed arching
in the willow
and your eyes

know silence
speaks laden
with sun
golden warm
like honey
 
grandfather
buying honey
the Florida sun
the sunken hive
treasure

in perfect circles
oranges stacked
like ornaments
on green

the yellow grapefruit
the old man pointing
this one
this one

brownbag crackle
pigtails sandpails
Scott Street
hot tea
with honey
 
Come plain,
uncomplicated,
complete,
compassionate.

Complain not,
compromise not;
compose.
 
The poem is called "Fair Warning"



It reads:



'Till death do us part.'










When I was 15, I was cynical about marriage.
 
firmly pinned,
shining arch,
room for two:
the perfect tent
 
N   faith
O   or
     trust

N   longer am I
O   your friend
 
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