Wednesday, April 16, 2014

16/30 Negative

The poem today will be as flat as Amsterdam
and as empty as my pint of beer
it will be warm and humid like Chennai
and it will be forever miserable like the rain
I watch from my window.  

1 comment:

séarlas said...

I was looking for this one, came across it there again. For some reason it stood out for me, maybe its because I'm a miserable auld sod! Maybe its because its small size appealed to me - being so caught up with Dynamite Johnny I was able to grasp it;) It's lovely and succinct, it could also be my love of sean nós, the miserable makes me make happy (not that all sean nós is miserable!), I miss the comfort in being sad as the Irish-American Washington bard once said.