October Collage Poem: Déjà vu

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Skip to the blue book, where Kerouac

Sounds better than Spanish

 

Pouring madness into teacups

Weeping daily for the return of summer

Relinquish, forgive, summer

 

Washed up love on a bed of lies

 

Impelled by the weird sisters

Into someone else’s destiny

I have got a mental block

Can’t think of the rhyme

So you’ll have to wait til next time

 

A missed boat tripped and slipped past

To gardens of neglect, where flowers have no epitaph.

 

There is beauty in words

 

A time in space

 

She thinks with her heart.

Her heart is broke in two.

 

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John F Keane

Tue 11th Oct 2016 17:52

That is mad.

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