Friday, April 29, 2016

Day 25 and 26 - Found Poetry

Found in the the Sunday Times Magazine. The first poem taken from AA Gill's article titled Table Talk and the other one Damian Barr's article - Barr Fly. Looking back at it now I would change a few things like getting rid of the name Grace. I'd also loose the repetition of "you know."

She's as Warm as a Hug
Soft, like earth and grass 
and licked copper
A negligée, not a shroud
You know, you know
the sweet comes 
like a mouthful 
of remembrance
this bittersweet, mothering
The desperate desire 
of a temporary stop
A brief cold moment
into that collective home

Fresh and Delicate
Everyone knows
She's right
an exotic fresh pink skin
most of the glasses are empty
That's what I love about Grace
a well-structured teasing smokiness
A geisha
a warm hint of promise,
The sun is rising. 

Mini Poems:

It looks ghostly,
solid stone

light and bright,
with bite
great to crunch

delicate flavours sing
lemon blossom,
freshly baked

1 comment:

Toirdealbhach Ó Lionáird said...

These are great! I'd leave in the Grace though!!!