Exile - March Collage Poem

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Numbers lost tutting in a happy mode
Lost for words but is nice to see you all
One, two, three bloody Mary
Has burnt that toast again
Seeing your face light up
When you see mine
 
A shining beam pierces the darkness
Stallions taking you on a chariot ride
Watching animals at Belle Vue
 

Three two one and the bullets are all gone. 

 

 

 

Collage PoemMarchStockport Write Out Loud

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John F Keane

Tue 24th Mar 2015 18:15

Yes, I love this one...

Mysterious and sinister.

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Nigel Astell

Wed 18th Mar 2015 12:12

The last line

Three two one and the bullets are all gone strikes a cold dark vision as the collage poem too has all gone but leaves with us a stunning collection of poetry to recap a night that mixed this along with other poems of a somewhat happy nature.

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