Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Mar 2022
Hang time as the Watchman whistles,
A merry tune dancing upon; The daisies.
Stiffened, to attention.
Rigid salutations, graciously fragile.
What use is a cornman in a field of daisies?
When a Watchman watches such watchless whimsy?
The Watchman hangs in his field of daisies,
Rigid, salutations, in the hang time breeze.
Maniacal Escape
Written by
Maniacal Escape  30/M/lancashire
(30/M/lancashire)   
88
 
Please log in to view and add comments on poems