Monday, 7 May 2007

Traffic jam poem No. 1 (aka Zimble-ku) (28.4.06)

Vengeful clods make
Idiots fall, shake and rest
Save their souls.

Westward tide
Washes away last shadows.
Witching hour.

First sea swim
Salt on sundrenched skin
Summer surf

Funny at first
Always adding alliteration
Many buckles!

No comments: