I/O = £


I/O = £
by Mr. Lucas Brice

a poem is something that I write
rolls off my brain without a fight
sometimes rhymes and sometimes not
unlike a book, it has no plot

a poet is something that I am
writing a new epigram
like skywriting high up above
soft and fragile as a dove

sometimes prolific, great in number
like the mighty sea cucumber
etched with blood and bone and ash
I hope my hard drive doesn’t crash

if it does, I’ll pay that kid
a bloody fortune, fifty quid!
I reckon to retrieve my poem
I’ll have to pay that little gnome!

Copyright Yellow Bard Publishing Corporation.
Original photo by Alpha six.

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