Wednesday 24 September 2008

Improvised Poems

We had to improvise three short poems on the radio show. One of which was so trite that I cringe to put it here. the other two weren't great, but might be worth posting

Writing Home

Dear Mum,
Don't be glum -
Life here at the Crystal Unicorn Healing Sanctuary is FUN!
But then,
You'll never see me again
Unless, of course, I can persuade you to join us -
Forever and ever and ever

Cockle Pickers

I know, it's a dirty job, but someone's got to do it
Keep your heads down: soon you'll all get through it.
Hey, no one said this new life would come cheap:
Ignore the cold. Wade on, towards the deep.

feel free to tear to shreds.

1 comment:

Geraldine Moorkens Byrne said...

I love Writing Home :) the unicorn sanctuary conjures up some classic images :)