It has been suggested that my prose can be a little convoluted, and I am also reading a book which encourages me to practise creativity through poetry – so today’s offering is in poetic form – Hemmingway meets Vogon Captain style. You were warned!
FORMS, FORMS & FORMS, FORMS
INSECT BITES & DOG FIGHTS
CELEBRITY BATS & PROGGY MATS
SACRED COWS & INDIAN ROWS
SULPHUROUS SMELLS & TEMPLE BELLS
FORMS, FORMS & FORMS, FORMS
TRAFFIC JAM & HUGE YAM
MARBLE FLOOR & CRICKET SCORE
SEEKING DIVINE & DODGY WINE
SMURF WIFE & JUMBLED LIFE
FORMS, FORMS & FORMS, FORMS
JIGSAW TREES & SCRAPED KNEES
PURPOSEFUL ANTS & BAGGY PANTS
SECURITY THREATS & JOGGING SWEATS
DREAMING DREAMS & PICKING TEAMS
FORMS, FORMS & FORMS, FORMS
PROCESS LACKING & FIREWORK CRACKING
PERSISTENT DUST & PAVEMENTS BUST
GENTLE SWING & BUTTERFLY WING
VEGGIE CURRY & PRICY DHURRY
LIFE, LIFE & LIFE, LIFE
Today's picture is the anti-poetic sight of an Auto Rickshaw driver returning to his vehicle after relieving himself on our outside wall - once they stop sprinkling in public I may reconsider my approach to PDAs (Public Displays of Affection - much frowned on)
3 comments:
Sorry to be that record stuck in a groove but my poetry is mostly Owen, Rosenberg and Sassoon, in that order.
I am no critic but your poem is mildly chaotic but fun to read.
Here's my riposte, Limerick style, naturally:
Bringing up children in Teddington
Might not seem to be very much fun
But with cash from Q8
A Landrover and a mate
It’s child’s play when all’s said and done
You don't think the mildly chaotic feel to the poem is a reflection on the lifestyle our Border Reiver has to adapt to? Then again, what do i know, i'm just a humble mechanical engineer!!
I could see 'you' in the poem. And that makes it a huge success I guess....
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