Foul Smell

It’s Breezing. Earth Is Teasing.

Thoughts And Emotions Are A Mighty Potion.

Like Hatred And Brine Wrapped Around

Father Time.

Weather Gets Its Way.

Misbelieving Makes The Day.

Lost And Found

Climate Change By The Pound.

Cups Of Suds Dipped In Street Fudge.

Nay-Sayer Bugs Chew Crud

When Truth Swallows

Ignorant Mud.

Holy Be Thy Blame.

Pick A Belief, Go Out And Preach.

Noise Does Count When Thoughts Do Pounce

And Sand Crabs Dig.

Cause Waves Turn Into Mr. Big.

Cities Don’t Last When Salty Shells

Ring The Flooding Bell.

And Life Floats In A Foul Smell.

H.T. Manogue

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