- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Kitchen
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Click hereOne green spear of Cos slowly
turned up in water and I was watching
a great ship tip its bows skywards
as it prepared to bury itself
stern first in sea, leaking
lives, oil, crockery,
suddenly unspent shells,
parasols, band instruments,
air.
- COMMENTS
buttersalmost 13 years agothis doesn't sink but sails on around the world and back again
i can even believe the ship-vision came to you as you show it here - in the kitchen, via a leaf of cos
worth more than a 5
GuiltyPleasurealmost 13 years ago......as Titanic. I like this micro-moment at the sink.
Tess+5
twelveoonealmost 13 years agoreally demands attention, had to sink in to it. A5, band instruments, air.
wildsweetonealmost 13 years ago'a great ship tip its bows skywards'
i'm not sure 'tip' is the right word... how about 'tilt'?
i like the sounds in this poem.
