Recycled memories
Fall like snow
Smothered across
Degrees of memories
Bits of paper flutter
Along the pavement
Get to work, boy!
I would like to wish you all
A really nice, safe new year
Taking stock of empty boxes
Mrs Browne is a mean old witch.
a good un also here guys. recycled memories is my favourite bit (did i write that? lol)
White or Browne
Don't mind either
As long as
The name called
Fits on the
Fine horsehair sofa.
I have a feeling
That Mrs BrownE
With an 'E'
Was a sad attempt
To appear
Better than
You
And Me.........
I bet she
Was Plain old
Mrs Brown
She who
Always
Wore
A
Frown
And I
Am happy
To say:
"Mrs BrownE,
Adieu
Adieu
To Your
Horsehair Sofa
And to you..........."
(Actually I could not recall the real lady's name, so I used Mrs Browne as it fitted: poetic licence?!)
Using the Collage poem I can now write out Mrs Browne's last will and testimony.
Taking Stock of Not a Lot.
Memories
fall
like
snow
when
recycled
in
paper
form.
Family
members
also
fall
out
on
who
gets
what.
In
Mrs
Browne's
case
I'm
afraid
not
a
lot.
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dorinda macdowell
Fri 22nd Mar 2013 07:11
Recycled Prophesies is my favourite one, too! -
I am really looking forward to seeing the anthology next month!