For Sunday Whirl
OUT TO LUNCH
Once all those oranges run out,
I'll light myself a candle
and, in a grand gesture, pledge
my allegiance to Africa,
denying my transgression
while contemplating the gray rites
of demimonde entertainment.
Am I (in asylum parlance)'
'Abomination Reborn'?
I liked your Out to Lunch!
ReplyDeleteCould be, however these days almost anything goes.
ReplyDeleteMaybe in next life? x
ReplyDeleteI think it's safe to say you inhabited those words and pinned them down with a vengeance...wry...smart..lunchtastic!
ReplyDeleteAlways glad to see you can create a shout out these wordle words, especial mine. Wonderful poem too.
ReplyDeleteBrevity, concise yet full of meaning. Bravo.
ReplyDeleteWell written a fine wordle.
ReplyDeleteI'm sure you are not! Nice one.
ReplyDeleteLove, "abomination reborn". Dark stuff!
ReplyDeleteThe Sunday Whirl seems to have disappeared but thanks to its Facebook page I’ve found this weeks’ words. As a temporary measure I’ve put them up on my site along with a Mister Linky thingy-dingy should you wish to participate. It’s all at
ReplyDeletehttp://www.keithsramblings.blogspot.co.uk/2014/08/once-upon-happier-time.html
Spread the word brothers and sisters!