Turtled

Black Turtle peninsulaed on mud

Solared in the sunshine he bathes

Blood veins freely through his labyrinth

Nerving throughout shelled synapses

Tingles summered in brained memory

Reminding him of algaed Myrtle

Logged down the way mirrored and smooth

Waiting for him to get unshelled

Photos: Dwight L. Roth

Today at d’Verse, Bjorn asked us to rethink our use of verbs. He wanted us to choose some nouns to turn into verbs and then write our poem around them. I saw this big old turtle a few weeks back at the local park. He seemed to be a good subject. Hope you enjoy untangling my noun/verbs. I think I got a few noun/adjectives as well.

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