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Archive for November, 2012

Holiday Lemons

October lemons, green as limes
merry yellow by Christmas time.
Hard rinds wind round from ground to roof
through sizzles, drizzles, weatherproof.

Without its fruit, a twiggy bush,
20 feet high, but not much lush,
body spreads unshaped, branch tangled,
structure grows with awkward angles.

Reminds me of the Peanut’s tree
a kind of homely plant we see,
that beautified with decoration
becomes a source of admiration.

When nature’s ornaments turn ripe
juicy bulbs, hooking bark, glow bright.
Teardropped leaves become angel wings
fly with lemons that scent and swing.


Courting the Jury

Expert witnesses swear

they will testify true

even when paid to sway

and skew the jury’s view,

one way or the other.


Some persuade for the plaintiff,

others for the defense,

coffee gives me a lift,

information’s immense,

one way or the other.


Testimonies conceived

for expert deceptions,

planned to make us believe

and lead our perceptions,

one way or the other.


Evidence cumulates

case has lasted for weeks,

at finish verdict waits,

now, I twist in my seat,

one way or the other.

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