Avarice
He, marked out,
her body staked,
played all, reward,
love, no, mistake,
avarice, her creed,
take, move on, no,
a man, this man,
no way… she’s his.
Virtue
Ever searching,
virtue by line, no
sign, he’s none, not
making up, to late,
his brain in weekend
mode, it’s stopped
raining, maybe paint
the fence, wife wants
the house done, he’ll
think again, a virtue?
‘Where you going?’
‘Down the pub!’
Wrath
And, in a moment all gone,
no going back, not one thing,
an adding up, the summing of
all fears, no logic, circumstance
released, within all, wrath distils.
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Top of head poems to Twitter #vss365 word prompts 5th – 9th June’21
