Craig Turner

Rookie (07/11/1985 / Gloucester)

Loveheads - Poem by Craig Turner

A scene worth while a crack and split,
A barrels apparel bent over,
Two little ticks leave the clock,
To make a sea water tear,
Now near enough comes close,
The vegetable garden that winks back.

A vintage watch with no sense of time,
Clobbered state bites any sense of style,
Seasons rearrange to pull up the weather,
Potions nowhere near a cure,
A growing pain gives you more

The heat repeats and leaves a shudder,
Clucking like a lovehead await another fix,
The heat of another leaves a shudder,
The skeletons closet reveals another,
The butterflied stomach rumbles to a halt.
Clucking like a lovehead.

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  • (7/6/2010 3:40:00 PM)

    Love the choice of words you have used, they evoke beautiful images and emotions, great poem, thanks for my poem comment too :) (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, December 10, 2009

Poem Edited: Sunday, December 20, 2009

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