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30 Poems in 30 Days – Poem #4

In Uncategorized on April 4, 2013 at 10:22 pm

Today, I took part in the Slambassador Sessions – which consists of a workshop beforehand and then a performance where former Slambassador winners are filmed. It was led by the effervescent Joelle Taylor – so much love for her – and was a wonderful way to spend the evening. Here is the poem I generated in response to one of the tasks. 

Poem #4

Today she is sad. 
The passing buses are a dull red. 
The sun is a star too big for its boots.
Sparrows harmonising become sorrowful drones. 

When she returns home, we will watch television, 
a monotonous noise filling space we can’t. 
Her big grey dog pants, thirsty for water that doesn’t taste of drowning.

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