Doldrums’ Beat
02.27.26
By Kevin R. Mitchell
Setting tempos to progressions
Pattern plays, across our times
Running logic, streams to verse
Words weight one line’s rhymes
Spoken through, a discerning taste
Paints a cave’s carved sacred date
Preserved in amber DNA’s scandal
Whole plots misplaced like rambles
Compelling as indecision
Buy, foresight’s precision
Circle of Iron telling tales
Set sails, doldrums’ wind
Scrambled thoughts honey anointed
Unhinged as snake’s jaws disjointed
Swallowing folds upon to space time
Redesigned residuals dimensionless
Frying bacon and eggs for biscuits
Chicken fried steak takes the cake
Braking bread, refills rarefied heirs
Baking cookies cooling, tills the air
Compelling as indecision
Buy, foresight’s precision
Circle of Iron telling tales
Set sails, doldrums’ wind
Without reason, forms one kind
Traveling matte, making history
Time’s tripping, unraveling will
Dripping well considered spills
Sounding out doubt’s words in mind
Rounding thirds, headings for home
Disassociated focus, a flowing zone
Running a hot streak’s rolling bones
Compelling as indecision
Buy, foresight’s precision
Circle of Iron telling tales
As once told Jonah wails
Set sales, to doldrums’ beat
Like smiles, before we meet
Forest, Frost one will’s repeat
Varies brave and bold, replete