Tuesday, 6 July 2021

the poets flora and fauna

 the poets flora and fauna 


the poet fish 

swimming up stream

snatching at leaf words

floating past 

on the reeded flow


the poet lark

rising above this world

higher and higher blue sky thoughts

singing trilling thrilling

down it drops

silence


the poet worm

between the damp brown leaves 

leaves in the book of time 

in perfect putrefaction 

the lobbed and wet

words


the poet bacterium

film upon my iPad fingered

with thoughts of words that might

clear my mind of the thoughts

that smear me


the poet flower

springtime has arrived

budding words

falling like petals

that cover everything 


the poet wind

every word blown away

the lips spittle backwards 

puffing our cheeks

with mouthing


the poet poet

left alone with detritus words

sweeps them in the wind

as they fall so shall they say

this is what i said



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