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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