Easter Collage Poem (Remove filter)
Flute and the Cross
Descends amidst the catastrophe
Prefers the straw over thrones
Tends the grazing cattle
Frolics that “dark-skinned”
With the street urchins
Aiming stones at the earthen pots
“Trades of milk”; he aptly defies
First feed kids in the countryside
Heals the wounds with peacock feather
Melts over pounded rice of the poor
Colours all in tunes of oneness
Of his s...
Friday 25th March 2016 8:14 am
Easter WoL Collage Poem
A riotous toast to Queen Victoria
the lighter the better, under the table
black dagger stabs my heart
Oh! To be in Anglesea;
so beautiful -
death, rape, law, sacrifice. The more things change...
And still the penny rolls like a sunset
cascading what it simply used to mean.
We worry not, for our lady still holds
the sky whilst she sings.
The anxiou...
Monday 13th April 2015 11:49 pm
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