Your Shot

All a lesson,
Smith to Wesson.
Shoot your shot.
The whole gets caught.

A window in
To a crackly grin,
For us to see
Good company.

Most tries don’t hit.
Most scenes don’t fit.
You aim to quit.
Attempts are futile.

Your critics, brutal.

So stay awhile
And make your welcome.
Visitors seldom
Match wallpaper.

The greatest caper,
A salty flavor
left ajar
To spoon and savor.

Though just a minute,
A pulse within it.
A sinus rhythm,
Ventriloquism.

Let's break the pace.

The mirror’s smiling face.
A new curio in the case.
Box chimes' sharp ringing.
Church bells wild swinging.

If all else fails,
Let loose a belly wail,
Choose course and then set sail
For bright ambition.

There’s wind in wishing.


11/26/21