Andrew Fincham Poems
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Chameleon (Only So Much You Can Do Before You Die)
The Chameleon blinked as he entered the stage
(A popular act for an insecure age)
They applauded him on from the roof to the floor
(a recent review had been almost a page) .
He stood in the spotlight, a dignified green
The colour god made him – or so it would seem
The audience hushed for they knew what’s in store:
The master of image – the changeling supreme.
He smiled at the gallery, bowed to the stalls
Took in with a grin those that stood by the wall
He managed a wink for the girl by the door
It was not the first time that he’d played in this ...
What does a poet
Have to do?
Unless to show
Some thing that you have seen before
Some way that makes you think once more
Something you thought you knew.