Of Food & Thought

6 Feb

Poetry is a tar drum

hollowed out and injected with

treacle.

2 Responses to “Of Food & Thought”

  1. Aunty G's avatar
    Aunty G February 7, 2010 at 12:36 am #

    Tar is tar
    No can par
    Poetry
    Is tree
    Spreading shade afar!

  2. Orange Jammies's avatar
    Orange Jammies February 15, 2010 at 3:49 pm #

    Aunty G: I deeply regret
    That you may forget
    My words do not comfort
    They flow in the odd spurt
    Too often from a font of fret.

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