George BernardBloodyShaw

Rookie (One day at the beginning of my life / England is my country)

********who Nose? - Poem by George BernardBloodyShaw

His pen goes to paper
my mind swans along
words pouring on song
as a baby into a diaper
I keep my finger nail
What a pong
from that nappy! !
Just to scratch
my ear
so I can hear
one nicking my prose
so as paper goes to pen
nicking my prose
unbecomingly will become......!

Comments about ********who Nose? by George BernardBloodyShaw

  • Gold Star - 17,413 Points Bri Edwards (12/10/2012 12:23:00 AM)

    george, it's getting late, near my wife-enforced (sometimes) bedtime. i'll try to remember to read this again and probably comment more. thanks for sharing. i can at least say now i like 'as a baby into a diaper'. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, August 6, 2010

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