3WW, Poetry


thom g’s 3ww. this week’s offer:  adamant, fabricate, peculiar
day 7, napowrimo 2011

not very good at eye contact
he kept his head low
hiding a series of grunts
gruel for expression

most thought him peculiar
bantering fodder to innocent observers
adamant opus opine opinion
detained by sightless eyes enunciate

a vet who wanders still and quiet
leftover parts his fabricated heart
torn by turmoil life and death
his wife a burning flame

candle light constant
by window’s sight
her hope to follow
come home soon