Thursday 10 September 2009

im not a word

if i could be spelt like a name
i would be a word
my name is a word and can be spelt
i can change it
it is a word
i am not my name
i am not a word
i am separate
i am not spelt
i will not fit in a sentence
i will not be a noun
or a verb

i will not be better used
to describe something
or shortened to make another word
i am in no way a word

if you read me over
and over
and over again
i will not lose my meaning

and i will paint a thousand pictures.


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Sunday 6 September 2009

train of thought

train of thought

rolling rolling gentle words thunder and clatter from the nowhere past the square pastures and concrete pots and concrete pots and concrete pots out into the inn a warm temperate chill or more pudding cricketers and morris dancers beware of storm clouds and seasons play on, well play, well played well played then.. see you next season cheers!! cheers!! cheers!!


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