Sunday, August 7, 2011

The King's Mansion

[Daughter photo: Tell Noitce?]

Uncertain, caught
In a murky curtain,
Consuming its own
Remoteness, a
Process by which
Probability changes.
Temporal inversion,
Once occurred,
Never happened.
Another blessing in
Disguise: kings 'til
Proven otherwise.


  1. Heehee! At first blush, I love the linguistic elegance of your poem in contrast with the illiteracy of the message board. At second, it figures, as both make their point....

  2. Thanks Will, the message board claims the greater mystery, somewhere between Ohio and Kentucky, some crisis within that caused a campaign to fail. I have often wondered what misfortune befell this ministry.


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