Poem of the Day – Eerie Sea

by paturnerlee

Paintings now at



Eerie Sea


Awkward silence: the peace a violent under performing scream

Slicing cobwebs from the ceiling

Feelings crumble in just about time to make the clock


Busking bravely to earn a crust

If you must

Bust the bank with crowbars to get an ounce of sense

Not media just a fact for frustration


Break in glass slippers: Just bits left behind

Never mined the shattering; illusive, baking hot, tin roof reason.

Flat you lent is parting the cheeks

Flapping the wind swept alleyways of leaves.

In the eaves flicking seaweed at the passers by.


Clever tricks never opened the window to let in some air

As if we care

As if we fidget when poked with a sharp prick

A needle in the vein

A sharp instrument to flush the chained up latrine

Obscene and relentless



November 28th 2017

Patrick Turner-Lee Copyright



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