Love Poem: Jeremiad
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Written by: H Mantel

Jeremiad

A crimson dragon-
fly, Why! never seen one of
those before, here; - my

Beach, these febriled oh-
pressive days, re-bleaching to
a 14Mil-Shill 

only "Ernst & Friends" 
only know; so I meande 
this other, other 

tres Yoga place, Ma-
ma & young Swan - Proustian? - 
decide to shore, so

smooth, they, as if guide,
tethered below, two Windfanned- 
down SnowFeathers, as

from a chapeau, no! 
degage` "Dolly Varden"
offered-over for
     
simple frags of the
bread at hand, some too in a 
tossing-up for the                

diminutive red-
bill Moorehen in the pecking                                                                                               
water, as hungry

mosqa do their thing
euchre - chancing - flitting a
pluck voracity 

against their Lives, this
yet another sad tingle...
and in a new bluff 

I fauxstrut from the
Love we breathed...  this, another
SatHerday-Sunday.