Friends

Slush drools mute floorboards:
Sunday dreads Sam's addled tongues;
Our Clerk scowls grimly

One Single Impression: Prompt 73: Inner Voice

Lipchitz

Towards a New World:
bronze banner snaps silently;
rain stipples pebbles

One Single Impression: Prompt 72: Thinking

Prell

actinic green flares;
and with a sucking blorp's gone;
gristmill bather swears

One Single Impression: Prompt 71: The Stranger