Sienese

Ergo, the solution.
Our troubles lilliputian.
They’re ringing at the gate.
Let’s attempt to make them wait

While we dress.
Less banal awkwardness
In gown or robe.
Instead, a pantsuit Book of Job

And gold ring on the lobe
With refined intent
And elegant panache.
Don't forget to wash

That scandal from your mouth.
My thoughts are heading south.
Let's focus on the purpose
And temper to exude.

Please, let's not be rude.
We’ll come to an accord
When dining with the lords.
But meanwhile,

Let’s discuss with style
And graceful humor
Those nasty rumors
That smoosh and flit about this town,

Swell up and filter down.
Stainging walls of soft ecru.
Those gangly shadows rose and flew
Through the window, from the blue,

Now breathless and perspiring.
Our house lights need rewiring
And flicker in entrapment.
As distance lends enchantment.

9/26/20