Saturday, November 18, 2017

Stuart Rawlinson #85 - Disappeared

The window was left open
words wore away
at the bare paper
pull the blinds
unscrew the top
set a timer to remind
you of missing action
sleep. dream
something besides
accentuated eyes
the bees caught in mesh
the hives unbuilt
a breeze rolls
up the half-cut hill
carrying a wordless message
and another poem
about nothing

2 comments:


  1. great to see you back
    never trust a breeze
    that promises a poem

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  2. They're the best ones Stuart - the worldless messages, another poem about nothing. Keep them coming!

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