A DREAM BEYOND THE NINETH SYLLABLE
Seed and saturate imagination’s threshold,
weeding to control bold words that are often
flayed wild from a sword’s edge. Clipped
and snipped, slight syllables that weaken
and unwind beyond ninth to a line, and I hear
skeptical sighs as I strive for mere twelves;
one day a sonnet I might write.
Written for Sunday Whirl 104 using words: often, saturate, bold, unwind, skeptical, slight, threshold, might, control, sigh, ninth, and sword.