Heather how about treetop canapés??:-)P
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Sent: 21 April 2009 18:24
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Subject: Some more poetry from the one a day poetry challenge....
Tuesday, April 21, 2009:
Treetop canopies
Green struggles under
dark glasses sunblocking bare earth,
rain a distant dream.
Monday, April 20, 2009:
Possible futures
I dreamed of you: a pea under my pillow,
shoots curling round stubby fingers,
summer lake cottages with star blankets.
Breath whispers from bluebell carpets,
moss curls to pigtails, shoelaces hang
on overhead wires like brand new bows.
Tiny kicks ripple water, lap at sleep
edges the memory of unsung moments
your face yet unmade.
Sunday, April 19, 2009
Stuffed
You plug ears with cotton
nod in time to lip movements
and promise moonbeams to the sun.
Your kind trade player card lives
with mates in white suits
saying yes over and over
when you really mean no.
Saturday, April 18, 2009
Pilot Season
Beside me, you dig your fingers
into the top of my hand
the skin edging white
a spreading pressure stain
"What's wrong?" the start of
chained events unsaid
as our eyes stay fixed
on flickering screens
overrated BBC programmes
elongating the night.
"Um. Uh. Um." You sputter,
an engine on it's last legs,
and I watch as your eyes
swell to tears, another ending
I wanted, the perfect finish
of our year long sitcom.
Friday, April 17, 2009
All I Want is Elvis Presley's First Recording of "My Happiness/That's When
Your Heartaches Begin" that He Made for his Mom
Four dollars found in dug pockets,
the push of brooms, Christmas cards,
crossed the counter a few days after
high school released him from it's grip.
He played the songs on repeat,
the ones he knew she loved,
in preparation for this day
and played them again
for a slanted mic, under-paid
technician audience. The years
ahead were barely a glint,
the only fan, his mum
and this record, his gift, the only
thing she wanted, the thing
that would drive collectors
to auctions & garage sales
a priceless thing, happiness and
heartache in its grooves,
a love, a dedication, a simple time
before the madness began.
Thursday, April 16, 2009
Orange
Gracing favourite hockey team jerseys,
Halloween cookies, morning juice drinks,
you're the poster boy of nutrition,
sports sites and spas.
We love/ hate you
our joy leaking from pores
as you magic tan your way
through Essex and back.
The out of favour flavour,
you stare blue and green-wards
dreaming of 70s polyesters
and retro wall patterns.
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