Poetry

Tuesday, 30 March 2021

The bet is on

 I bet you did, I bet you spotted

The pig

I bet you potted the dig

With all sorts of paraphanalia

Regally adorned the azures

In blues and pinks

Little tropical sunset

In a mood of long longing

Frog spawning through the hawthorn

In horned devil detail

Of particular garland

Ornately ordained

Conupiscence of arabesque curves

Oh how long, how long I ask you

Now

Must I wait

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