Poem of the Day — Cyclic metal mind

Cyclic metal mind


Drawn in arguments with charcoal lumps; burning time:


Parties thrown up in vacant apartments

Spread about the town like soft margarine


A heart stopping moment; bordering on edges

Trapped in perspectives

Hurdling hedges

Clipped with razor sharp intention


Sailing with tea and wind

And golden stories

More than just normal

A tally to settle


Novices champion new derivatives, in hats and parasols

Still craving a wave of confusion

Catching the page and crushing the paper

To shatter a wistful premonition


A condition to rancid to serve at dinner

Tricked by the light lunch


A smoke from the gun realisation

Break window darkness

Steal a dream



Copyright Patrick Turner-Lee 19th December 2015

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