upon a once only time
tumbled Jill after
i took the blade
made her cloth
of bridge twine
troll roared
at trampling goat gruff
be nimble, be quick
down let
your long hair
amid his fragile
monstrosity
lining the fallen
wall
no more
moon jumping
i stare
wondering
‘neath
undulating stars.
- Previously publish under marc says, maysa says
Renga Rounds
Marco Ashcroft & Maysa Peterson