Poetry Corner

F O R E V E R M O O R E D

F O R E V E R M O O R E D 

 

i’Ve goT

nO greAT LovE oF mY LifE ,

yeT iT conTinUEs

stUmbLinG crUMbLinG foRwaRd –

thE biG iSSueS ;

reBirTh , maRRiaGe , deaTh

weaVinG woVeN throuGH

thE whOLe LurCHinG meSS ,

piTchEd froM onE daY oF miNoR deFeaTs

inTo thE neXt oF mAjoR diSaSterS .

 

broWN oNeS iN thE pockeT

anD reD oneS oN thE maT …

 

wiTHiN thiS woRDinG uP-daTe

a ThreaD wouLd bE perCeiVed

bY thoSe wiTH eyeS tO sEE ;

a parTiCuLaR straiN oF sAniTy anD madneSS

anD aLL arouND thE othER upriGHtS

gO abouT thEiR daiLieS ,

whiLe I daLLy anD taRRy anD caRRy

a caN anD a wiLL anD a couLD anD a mayBe .

 

broWN oNeS iN thE pockeT

anD reD oneS oN thE maT …

                                                                             

thaT cloCK tiCkS oN anD oN anD oN ,

coUNtinG doWn toWaRDs miNe owN priVaTe LifT-oFF .

iT mayBe thaT therE wiLL bE n0-oNe

tO witneSS …

anD mY husK wiLL decaY peacEfuLLy heRe

iN ninetEEn S.E.4

Ben Browton (a.k.a. Seymour Bybuss) Sludgeness-On-Sea – tMx 30 – 06/07