I took a break from poetry
Let words slumber in silt
Let the cobwebs gather in corners
Let the wind under my kilt ( metaphorically ?)
Sailed stanzas out to sea
Let them drift casually
Let sentences settle
Switched on the kettle
Had a cuppa tea
A slice of banoffee
Colloquially free
Just beautiful silence & me!
Damn you, Stephen! I can't get rid in my head of an image of you taking Marilyn Monroe's place over that air vent.
Perhaps I'll try that. Not so sure about the kilt, even a metaphorical one.
Perfect ?
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Stephen Atkinson
Mon 30th Aug 2021 12:09
?Thanks for the likes and comments!
Yes, Stephen, I'm not sure about the kilt either, but I do hear its very refreshing!
And, John, if I stick a blond wig on, I reckon I could pull it of...so to speak ?