Treasure Island

Sean Joyce

(17 April Everyear / Galway, Ireland)


Except for the poem
The poem is reading in my head
I can make it stop, for a while
Then it starts again

I can jump onto the words
And for a time I ride the line
Then dropping off I stand and watch
as the poem goes rolling by

The poem has broken colours
Bits of sound and not much shape
And suddenly I am in tears
I have to look away and wait

Finally there is silence
Full fat voluptuous silence
Except for the poem

Submitted: Saturday, March 25, 2006
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  • Duncan Wyllie (3/25/2006 4:18:00 PM)

    Brilliantly done and yes I really understand this one what a great concept.Love Duncan (Report) Reply

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