Desert Dweller

-thoughts on life, death and gardening.

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Lemony Snicket Nightmare


Crones seated on worn rabbit skin
tend cauldrons, bubbling spiced limes;
faceless mummers mime
busily bumbling bees.

Hearth fire
wandering aimlessly
seeking safe passage—
or escape.

Crystalline dewfall quenching
Viking thirsts and Roman lusts,
deflating Norman egos.

© 2025 Bruno Talerico
Stafford challenge 244/365.

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