See his woes of willing wont.
Wonder-fins the yonder yokes.
Believe in liver leaves
Befriend the sinner sieves.
Indeed – his did of deeds,
will see the don’t in stars.
Bar the best, cause far out west.
Forever never seeds to see.
that popper hope of tweezers’ hat.
A strange Juggler by Odilon Redon
I just played around and did a second for my own prompt at dVerse.
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October 9, 2014
Björn Rudbergs writings 
How cool is that?! the did of deeds…
a tweezer hat…ouch sounds like it hurts…the sinner sieve is a cool pairing…they did the deed indeed
loved the did’s of deeds and don’t in stars… heavenly
on a poem I am leaving a smear of mental jelly, for your belly I wouldn’t tellya where I am putting the jam, Kabamm!
cool lines..”Believe in liver leaves”..oho…seems to be a sorry state..
oh wow!!
Gorgeous non-sense! And great alliterations.
Bjorn, Good alliteration used throughout. Very creative. 🙂 — Susan
Tongue-twisting fun!
Some really fun lines in this poem, Bjorn! Great prompt, by the way.
Catch-me-if-you-can poem. Still wish for popper cozy hat 🙂
I liked the sound of the assonance pairs at the end of the first several lines.
To me, the finest philosophy floats to the surface in poetry like this. It’s like abstract paintings; different imagery speaks to different people, saying different things.
“Believe in liver leaves
Befriend the sinner sieves.
Indeed – his did of deeds,
will see the don’t in stars”
I think this is amazing. Absolutely chilling. It completely wakes me up, which most poetry doesn’t really do. I guess I’m the opposite of most poetry lovers; I get excited when it doesn’t make sense.
“Forever never seeds to see” … I need to make this my mantra. Someone could write a book on what you’re saying here. Really, I may need to tattoo this somewhere. 🙂
I like your style in writing these. Cryptic and yet there seems a hidden message, a meaning, especially in these perhaps not so random word choices:
“Believe in liver leaves
Befriend the sinner sieves.
Indeed – his did of deeds,
will see the don’t in stars.”
Especially liking the third line of this.
Has a lovely Gertrude Stein feel. k.
These phrases flow together so nicely. The way they sound matches the character in the picture. I can imagine what his voice would sound like and hear him saying this.
Lovely magical flow, lovely stuff. And I do so believe in liver leaves!
Anna :o]