Poo Corner – Issue 14

OLDEN ON
IDIOT HOPE STILL FLUTTERS THE SHUTTERS
WHEN BEAUTY SPLITS THE TREES
ALREADY ADORNED BY NATURE’S CREAM
RECORDED FAILURE IS ALBUT WIPED
EVEN THE TIME WE FELL OUT OF THE TREE
WE ONLY REMEMBER HOW HIGH WE REACHED
OLDER BONES CAN STILL RATTLE AND ROLL
AND TUMBLE LIKE DICE
THE LAST SHUFFLE HASN’T BLASTED OFF YET
AND LIPS STILL BEATEN BY WHETHER
CAN BE TENDER AS THEN
THERE’S STILL STRENGTH TO CHOP WOULD
AND NERVES ALIVE TO SHUDDER
AND VIGOUR TO CHEW THE COULD
AND SHOULDERS ATLAS ENOUGH FOR THE MIGHT
OF SAGE AND THE ONLY ONE EXPECTATION
WITH A SPIRIT OF ADVENTURE TO NAVIGATE THE SEE
AND NOT GET DOWN ON OUR LOOK
JUMPING THROUGH HOPES
NEVER SMALLER THAN SURPRISE
EVER WIDENING GREY EYES
MOMENTARILY NARROWED BY TOLDYOUSO
AND SO, THE HEART WANDERS LIKE A CHILD
INTO OVERGROWN FIELDS OF SEEMS
TO BADGER THE WHY THAT’S THERE
TO ENTHUSE THE TOO STILL HERE
THAT REFUSES TO LET LOVELINESS GO BY UNNOTICED
KISSED BY THE AYES
HUGGED BY THE KNOWS EACH SESSION A PARLIAMENT OF REBELLION
WITH NO VETO ON THE TENDER GLORIES OF ACCIDENTAL JOY
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POP GOES THE WE EASILY
TOUCHED UNEXPECTEDLY BY A TRUTH YOU’D HIDDEN FROM ME
THAT BUTTON, AS MOIST AS EX-CITED GELIGNITE
SETTING A PRECEDENT
ONCE DEPRESSED, EXPLODED A FRAGILE SHELL,
OUR BY OUR BY YOUR BY YOU,
AND, THERE BEING NO ME IN YOU
WE WERE IN RECEIVERSHIP;
A RELATIONSHIP THAT PASSED IN A TOO PEACEFUL NIGHT.
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GOING
A SKY FULL OF USUAL
AND AIR HEAVY WITH AGAIN
A BREEZE ALLUDES TO CHANGE
BUT THE SUN STARES ON ROUTINE
EVEN THE GRASS SWAYS HABITUALLY
AND BIRDS SING REPETITIOUSLY.
IS THIS WHY A HEART BEATS?
AND A DAWN BREAKS
COMPLACENCY?

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