smiling daughters scheme a shadowed
tryst, a trio for two; beautiful
pirates hoisted away in panting
disposition, their pinned legs
offend a dubious mope, who
pleasantly mocks fatigue, while
drinking in their offense, he,
knowing all too well of trembled
whispers, looks on to the
kitchen, as they sneak but tarry on.
Ras Dia, USA
The Social Poet 