Sorry to interrupt. Tell me, was it you who won Hammicks National Poetry Day
comp?
I suspect it was your work! I truly enjoyed your performance at the Egg on
Monday.
Your scouse accent was very very very posh!
Lynn
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From: "Philip Burton" <[log in to unmask]>
To: <[log in to unmask]>
Sent: Wednesday, November 06, 2002 11:10 PM
Subject: THE POETRY SHED - second draft
The Poetry Shed
Two degrees to starboard
in ten years - its wood coat
stagey as a dose of cardboard
eternal as a longboat.
Kids respect its drum calls
its spiders (wide as jam lids).
Kids don't hit the shed with balls
or pry away the whippy ribs.
As earwigs in a house-of-cards
the tenants come, the tenants go
Over the door, a diamond star
embellishes the patio.
The shed strains to almost fit
the pitted spade, encrusted rag
sleeping hyacinth, fig biscuit
earth-scented carpetbag,
squirreled offcuts, knotted wire
rusty horticultural floss
fungal-interpenetrated coir
tottery vases, better lost.
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