Poem of the Day – Surface Tension

by paturnerlee

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Surface Tension


Skilled boatmen skims the wet land

Bouncing from boats to marshland

Sand between the toes in frozen wasteland

Sense prevails in opposite directions

Not to mention the party with the broken crockery


A sense of disaster

Must last a lifetime to tissues and toilet capers

Its in the papers the magnet media hopping giant

Balancing on risky ledges

Watch weights on hire; at the bistro

With scallops for starters; the bow tie man chucks a glance at the gallery

To aspire to the meaningful intellectuals.

With stains on their trousers;

And champagne corks that come to pass.


A jealous note; a third above the others

Left on the shelf like the other meaningless banter

Fried in bulls bladder

Turned to a crisp on the fast food counters

Just ready to kill them off

It will start with just a tickle and a cough

All gone

All to dust



January 21st 2018

Patrick Turner-Lee Copyright

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