we are zooming backwards dreamed Cinderella
as things started springing out of the carriage wheel
and I'm not talking fleur de lis
and golden bolts flew off
and the horses cough
grew squeakier
this I fear is not going well at all
what happened to the spell of words
that we should see bare branch to
flowery flower grown mysteriously
but now its soup without the bone
tree without leaves, and jamless scone or
cliff without sea
adjectives trimmed imperiously
primary colours less than three
and grim editors on the scene
blue ribonning the harangue or
letting it all go hang in
potato plain language,
pride in no ornament at all.
mary angela douglas 19 december 2016
as things started springing out of the carriage wheel
and I'm not talking fleur de lis
and golden bolts flew off
and the horses cough
grew squeakier
this I fear is not going well at all
what happened to the spell of words
that we should see bare branch to
flowery flower grown mysteriously
but now its soup without the bone
tree without leaves, and jamless scone or
cliff without sea
adjectives trimmed imperiously
primary colours less than three
and grim editors on the scene
blue ribonning the harangue or
letting it all go hang in
potato plain language,
pride in no ornament at all.
mary angela douglas 19 december 2016
