A Short Twist Of Bitters

Basking in the rays emitted from the top step, a tier
Falls from on high, a twisted beam, askew awry
Twist of turn and tinge of Fate on a binge of late
Ah, injustice scales when History pales in a cringing stoop
Jumps through a hoop and then somersaults into the ring
Of thee I sing and cough and strangle, oh starry spangle
Costumes worn out threadbare by these ones so rare
Or are they?



Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2015-07-21 at 01:26

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Jamsbo Rockda The PoetBay support member heart!
yes this is constructed so well. Almost a tapestry. Dare I suggest that this is about the US president? Forgive me if I am wrong.
2015-07-24


John Ashleigh
I really admire your use of poetic device, especially the internal rhyming and alliteration. You are a wordsmith. Thanks for sharing this with us.

Regards,
John.
2015-07-21