Looking Down and Up

Gold cherry
Poem of the week

By Ewan

Mon, 14 Feb 2022
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11 comments
 

White PPE gloves

displayed in the gutter:

an albino peacock’s feathers

among the mulched leaves and litter.

 

And the rain washes nothing away

but spilled drink

from the discarded bottles and cans

we tiptoe through, as though they were tulips.

 

Occasional dropped costume jewellery

in child’s sizes tells of wailing

and ‘I-told-you-sos’

in the stairwells of low-rise flats.

 

The milky sun burns a hole

through the grey overblanket

that used to be blue

and not half-so heavy.

 

We will it to win;

to vanquish the clouds and the rain

and paint the world’s ceiling

a glossy and hope-filled turquoise.

 

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Gathered Flowers
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Comments

Submitted by lenchenelf on

wry and strong with an internal song:

"we tiptoe through, as though they were tulips."

Best to you

L x

 

Submitted by Ewan on

E x

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Submitted by Insertponceyfre... on

here's hoping .. 

 

Submitted by Ewan on

the last thing left in the box.

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Submitted by Insertponceyfre... on

This is our Poem of the Week - Congratulations!

It's also our Facebook and Twitter Pick of the Day

Please share/retweet if you enjoyed it too

 

Submitted by Ewan on

 very much indeed. Most unexpected. Have a great weekend one and all.

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Submitted by Di_Hard on

this seems bright as one of those beautiful glass pictures from Itally. I particularly liked the white peacock feathers and tulips

 

Submitted by Ewan on

  very kind. Thank you for dropping by.

E x

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Submitted by catherine poarch on

I loved it. Just the sort of stuff I notice walking along, a million things soon forgotten. You captured a moment of some of them. Always will it to win! 

 

Submitted by Ewan on

 some never get used, but I note them down when I get home.
Thank you for reading and commenting,

E x

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Submitted by drew_gummerson on

Wel done Ewan. Great poem. Congratulations