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This poem was first published in SpeedPoets Vol. 9.7 (September 2010)
and presented during the Overload Poetry Festival Short Poetry Ticker, September 2010
This image first appeared on Instagram
This poem was first published in SpeedPoets Vol. 9.7 (September 2010)
and presented during the Overload Poetry Festival Short Poetry Ticker, September 2010
A hundred angels
danced in a transient haze
while a horse played the harpsichord (John).
The weather was pleasant,
like conversations with your Mum,
which is more than a man can afford.
Did we lie in the liminal,
in crepuscular rays,
till we reconciled the muse.
Did the pages shake the conscious,
& the conscience create nightmares,
and the hangover leave us confused?
Published in SpeedPoets, Vol. 13.6, August 2013
We all have a bird within us.
Not the cool wings part.
Just a frail heart &
an urge to fly.
Presented during the Overload Poetry Festival Short Poetry Ticker, September 2010
Published in SpeedPoets Vol. 9.7 (September 2010)