Iron Poet, Round XIII.

[cadhla]

Welcome to the latest round of Iron Poet, the game where you give me three words and I give you a poem. This is an adaptation of a standard writer's workshop activity, and I do not claim the original concept. I just claim to enjoy doing it

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Plain Desires

[cadhla]

The cat to the cream, the dog to the bone,
The ghost to the towers of silence and stone;
The bird to the beam, the frog to the pond,
The witch to the powers that flow from beyond.

The snake to the rock, the dust to the graves,
The cuttlefish flashing deep under the waves;
The bud to the stalk, the fish to the sea,
The bravest, most dashing of lovers to me.