Final log.Words fail to fall from Samu’l —His quill is quiet. © rl busséll 2019 - All rights reserved

The odd seventy.Blinking eye and peace’s siege —Fall, oh mountain, fall. © rl busséll 2019 - All rights reserved

Smallest ancient seasees this, our ancient folly —Walls and widows weep. © rl busséll 2019 - All rights reserved

The slowness of dawn,belies the sun’s fleeting feet — fall, sand, fall, fall, fall. © rl busséll 2019 - All rights reserved

Sly poet of Rome,Ovid, becomes a fire-bird —Oh, Phoenix burn, burn! © rl busséll 2019 - All rights reserved

Bright Aurora, shine.Old night, shake off your mantle —Stir and break, oh dawn. © rl busséll 2019 - All rights reserved

Cresap’s War endsin and among forest, Penn's —Bound’ries make good friends © rl busséll 2019 - All rights reserved

the vast and endlessbending grass; a restless sea —kaleidoscopic © rl busséll 2019 - All rights reserved

John faced with words, thusthe lamb’s ledger never lies —Clyde and Bonnie bleed. © rl busséll 2019 - All rights reserved

For the Western Sea,Lewis and Clark leave St. Charles —Grizzlies soon to see. © rl busséll 2019 - All rights reserved

Defoe’s the foeSmell the fragrant pilloryFriday and Crusoe © rl busséll 2019 - All rights reserved

Creed is spoken-threeWill's sonnets are blocked and set —Trash truck's rumbling © rl busséll 2019 - All rights reserved

hen pecks, pecks and pecksbeetle scrambles to escape —a chair is there, so rest © rl busséll 2019 - All rights reserved

Coffee’s steamed, steamed and steamedbreakfast breaks upon our day —umbrellas unfold © rl busséll 2019 - All rights reserved

seventeen of fivefive months of dwindling twelve —hear the water’s gate © rl busséll 2019 - All rights reserved