Oct 2016
the air is dense
with guilt
smoke we made
that threatened
to devour us both
has gone
but our exclamation marks
still loiter
like unwelcome
dinner-party guests
we’re red-faced
and aching
from the tsunami of garbage
hurled franticly
about the place
but our eyes connect
our apologies
ready to float like balloons
from our mouths
with guilt
smoke we made
that threatened
to devour us both
has gone
but our exclamation marks
still loiter
like unwelcome
dinner-party guests
we’re red-faced
and aching
from the tsunami of garbage
hurled franticly
about the place
but our eyes connect
our apologies
ready to float like balloons
from our mouths
Written: September 2016.
Explanation: To mark National Poetry Day on 6th October, I wrote 25 poems over the course of eight days, and sent one poem each to one of 25 of my Facebook friends. After some deliberation, I am now posting the poems on HP (in order of when they were written), albeit not all in one go. None of the poems are about their recipients. All feedback welcome. A link to my Facebook writing page can be found on my HP home page.
NOTE: Many of my older pieces will be removed from HP at some point in the future.
Explanation: To mark National Poetry Day on 6th October, I wrote 25 poems over the course of eight days, and sent one poem each to one of 25 of my Facebook friends. After some deliberation, I am now posting the poems on HP (in order of when they were written), albeit not all in one go. None of the poems are about their recipients. All feedback welcome. A link to my Facebook writing page can be found on my HP home page.
NOTE: Many of my older pieces will be removed from HP at some point in the future.
