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is the little things that excite, even
in the height of summer, low look
for seeds, small flowers studded
in hedgerows.
 Aug 2024 The X-Rhymes
Jill
Jam-packed case for just-in-cases
       No way of knowing when you gotta jam

Loafers with no-loafing laces
No-track tracksuit for no traces
Boxing boxers, bracing braces
       Wool-coated trench coat for time on-the-lamb

Racewear dress for dressy races
Full-face mask to hide full faces
High-pace sneakers, sneaky paces
       Bent scrambling helmet if hellbent to scram

Sleeveless tanks for arm-y bases
High-jump jumpers for high places
No-halt halter, hasty chases
       Hoodwinker hoodie obscures who I am

Jam-packed case for just-in-cases
       No way of knowing when you gotta jam
©2024

updated 26 August 2024
Originally written as a triolet (below). Thanks to feedback from lovely poets on this site, especially vienna bombadieri. I've updated the poem to include more items in my case. This has changed the form. Further thoughts most welcome!

Jam-packed case for just-in-cases
         No way to know when you gotta jam
Loafers with no-loafing laces
Jam-packed case for just-in-cases
No-track tracksuit for no traces
         Wool-coated coat for time on-the-lamb
Jam-packed case for just-in-cases
         No way to know when you gotta jam
When it’s my turn to be reaped
- as I know it someday will be
- let my final, earthly verse be poetry.
Let the vast heavens weep,
may my wake not be cheap,
and peace be upon my coterie.
I see her on the train
Her hair, her book, her tea
I see her on the train
But she does not see me

I see her on the train
3033
Maybe Purple Rain
Maybe baby we

                       Si.
If you were to say I've done a lot wrong
You would be right
If you were to say I knew right from wrong all along
You would be right
If I were to say I know I will win this fight
I would be wrong
If I said at the end of this tunnel I see light
I would be wrong

©2024
Monday,
but that's okay
it's usually Monday
on this day.

Friday's on the way
but it's always slow
and takes its time
getting here.

the days in between are on
liquid largactil
slurring their minutes into those
yawned out hours.

but it's all good,
I'm good too
but you knew that.
 Aug 2024 The X-Rhymes
Nick Moore
The complexities of the mind
Can be overwhelming
Sometimes unkind

Don't go running scared
Be brave
You're soul
Laid bare
The good will arise
I swear

When he's about
Let the madman shout
 Aug 2024 The X-Rhymes
Nick Moore
There's a new craze
Down on the beech
People are having a blast
Looking for sea glass

Colours brown green and blue
Plus the clear one
You can see straight through

Now glass when broken is sharp
As you know
But the rumble and tumble
Of The ocean
And the smallest grains
Like the wings of a moth
Smoothes the edges right off

Taken from nature
Manipulated by man
Returning unwanted
Weatherd and torn
Something quite unique
Is born
when northern lights are shining it such a lovely show
lighting up the sky as they begin to glow
a kaleidoscope of color lighting up the night
lighting up the sky so colorful  and bright

a magical piece of nature full a fantasy
with its lighting show for all the world to see
travelling the world each and every place
with its lighting show  there in outerspace
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