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Open Poetry #45

Biro and Sand

HAZARD
Junior Member

since 2009-06-24

Posts 40
ENGLAND

0 posted 2009-07-03 07:53 AM

SMACK – the loud sense of intelligence bewilders.
Dawning abilities ride down cobbled streets.

ESCAPE – all thinking pushes lonely retreats.
I’m a painted wraith of biro and beach sand.

CHILD – I’m locked at the jubilee table,
sipping ginger beer,  wet-kissed by poisoned ‘aunts’.

SMALL – coerced into kneading dough
Plaited hair, bowed, awe inspiring ahhh’s and sharp pulls.

GROWN – sepia squared the living dead smile
toothed barks, dogs ragged in sprightly days past.

LOST – tattooing paper – scrawling mud flats
or clicking keys amidst golden slatted sunblinds.

WHIST –  A dissected sonnet, pitted with counts
and apple pie finger dabs, shrieks firebrand names.

SONIC – Triplets in a trice – a tricycle – triangular beats
phonics resonate, reverberate and point to shrill tears.

HERMETIC  – at random tigers spring and fade,
gripping minds, lock jawed. I weave gullible laces.

Margherita
Member Seraphic

since 2003-02-08

Posts 22236
Eternity

1 posted 2009-07-05 04:38 AM

quote:
CHILD – I’m locked at the jubilee table,
sipping ginger beer, wet-kissed by poisoned ‘aunts’.

This brought smiles!

All very interesting, dear Hazard, a very special offering.

Love,
Margherita

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