November 2021 Collage Poem: Perplexing Forms
Old honest mirror of rage in hollow darkness
Echoes, echoes of truth vibrating in unison,
Safe soft echoes
Ben Hur burst through the door
Of the high class restaurant in his
Chariot of obscurity
Covered in dust, some of the books died
In the silence during lockdown
The great book escape
Observe her hardened humanity.
Taxman swimming through the forgotten books,
Sand in his pockets.
Sharing creativity in so many different forms
We are all chrysalises turning into butterflies
The shadows housed the blank books read by the future dead
The last strip sings with small town remembrance
Nude model wanted in the mirror forever young.