A Blues Calling

A Blues Calling

Darkly, deeply, entirely, finely full,

Godly, goodly, holy, honing, howling,

I jam jivin’ jumpin’ kool

lines.

Living. Loving.

Lyrically moving

my new

nuances

openly.

Poetry powerfully pruned

quickens

rare sweet tensions,

tightens turbulence,

unbridles various vigorous vining

wild words:

Xenophilic.

X-generational.

X-ing.

Xylophonic.

Yea.

Yeasty.

Yes.

Zeal.

Zest.

Zing.

Zinnias.

Copyright © 2012 Elizabeth Evans

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Note:  This poem first appeared as a challenge/contest entry on Themestream.com. The challenge was to write a short piece of prose or poetry where all the words were in alphabetical order.

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