Andy Brookes

Gold Star - 25,231 Points (11 May 1954 / Macclesfield)

Oysters Fruit - Poem by Andy Brookes

pearls,
opalescent,
fall.
bounce,
skitter,
across shiny parquet.

oh of mouth,
startled.
she hisses,
then falls to her knees.

slipping through fingers
like errant children,
rolling under furniture,
they scatter.

we scurry,
gather them up
these pearls,
fallen
before swine.

Topic(s) of this poem: life


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  • Robert Murray Smith (10/15/2017 1:55:00 PM)


    Andy, life is like that.10

    Robert
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