Treasure Island

Gary Fellows

(1962 - / Salford)

Anthropomorphic Discursive Irony


I feel such a swine
As I ponder these words
This richly stained pigment
Sometimes dogmatic
Pawing over these letters
Embarking on creativity
Some poem Bearly written
Fragmented Ursine verses
Erudite prose beyond bearable
Clawing this literary maze
Searching for a catalyst
A Felicitous conclusion
For an idea original
Not following sheep-like
With bad ramifications
Scurrying around my mind
In an erratic way
Until finally ratified
Until I pride myself
In the details of my verse
And Lionise my finished work

January 2009

Submitted: Tuesday, January 20, 2009

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