Poetry Blog by Rich (music)
Festival Fun
Spell-binding hammer-pounded sunlight retina-
flinches squint-eyed revel-faces. Crowd folk lost in
head clouds slow-revolve whilst time is on leave, passing
without fail – stopping to tell me not to hurry,
moving on unnoticed, startling late-crowds with
midnights and an early, well spent sun rise. Band-lulled
we join a synchronised gyro-walk, pacing the
flow-gyratory past fo...
Saturday 6th January 2018 10:14 pm
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