Stephen Brian Brady

Freshman - 710 Points (07 10 1937 / Lancashire England)

The Sock - Poem by Stephen Brian Brady

in Spring
curled-up
in the gutter of no-one's love

how could it have come to this

but by satellite
it's shape
transmitted faraway

almost beyond our understanding
was perfection of a kind
somehow predesigned

the other day
was spirited away


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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 20, 2012

Poem Edited: Saturday, April 21, 2012


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