Shakespeare's Aunties (Stockport WoL Collage Poem)
Fun by numbers; birds loom, weather threatens.
The naked jogger eyes the eagle's wings.
Walking on egg-shells
Breaks me up
Senses erotic with words
And the ghost of memory writes his name
You do it to make the story work.
Nigel Astell
Thu 19th Jul 2012 15:18
One Number
One person
One mind
One thought
One line
One meeting
One room
One group
One night
One pen
Writes one
Collage poem.
P.S
Not one
Picture was
Hanging on
The naked
White walls.