do spiders die
if they fall from
burning paper planes?
~*~
green lights spark and halo.
blinking is an impulse.
~*~
who gave the teabag it’s double meaning?
who left the cap off the double cream?
hummmmmmmmm...
~*~
beans – check.
toast – check.
‘A Great British Pastime.’
~*~
if they slip I will not help them…
a Burberry witch-hunt, spread across tarmac.
I don’t even have my phone.
Author notes
Once upon a time the uncouth lent out of a window and shouted obscenities at passers by. I hoped they'd fall to make them funnier then realised that that was twisted and also somewhat 'uncouth'.
I made a cup of tea to make me sane again.
A contest entry
- fragments. by Ryno.
400 points, ended July 23, 12 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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had a chuckle at your first fragment... you have me wondering if the spider dies being burnt alive or if it dies from falling from a great height.
enjoyed reading your fragments.
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looks like a blend of actual thought and worked-out poetry... goes well with the background, by the way...
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I rather liked this a lot. Especially the first two stanzas.
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