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The Poets' Ball
In a castle on a promontory above a rocky cliff
As the sun sinks down the poets come to carouse and rhyme and riff
Chaucer riding on a dappled horse escorts the Wife of Bath
Johnny Clark smokes with Betjeman who complains about the staff
Shakespeare’s musing in the corner
Working out an obstinate sonnet
Emily Dickinson hides shyly in her cloak and starched white bonnet
Donne, ...
Wednesday 3rd April 2024 1:54 pm
Train Ride Home
inspired by The Last Night of Your Trip
on the train ride home
your smile flashed between buildings,
lights flickered and i couldn’t tell
if it was the spark in your eye
or the streetlights beaming
onto the dark streets.
i saw your smile and your hand
reaching for mine,
those bedroom eyes
that whispered “bring me
to your hotel.”
we weren’t made for cheap
sex, we were ...
Wednesday 17th February 2021 5:24 am
You're So Sentimental
he says as it relates
to a date
of another first
we’ve had.
It reminds me of things
I shouldn’t hold onto.
It shouldn’t matter
when I first noticed
the way light hits his beard,
or how his colors blend
as in a Monet,
only that I see them.
It shouldn’t matter
when those butterflies first flew
from our insides;
only that they fly every time.
It shouldn’t matte...
Saturday 28th November 2020 12:21 am
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