The feet of the universe are moving
Rocking in the mist
Twisting in your mind
Yellow, like a fresh lemon
Or a ripe banana,
Settling in the sun
Crisp as a Quavers packet
Bank, think water
Pound signs flashing in the eyes
Plastic and flexible
A fish, gullable
Copyright ©2000-2012 Yvonne Brownsea
That's a great poem, I read it through a couple of times to truly think about it! I wish I was better at writing poems but unfortunately I am rubbish!
ReplyDeleteQuavers lol ;)
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