Archive | March, 2017

Soon… but not yet

19 Mar

Put in the back of a cupboard


With holey socks and instant custard
Sell-by date expired

Waiting ever-patient
For planets to align

The clouds will clear, a shaft of light!

Rapture! Time to rhyme

‘Til April’s once more gone

The muse back in her box
With dusty toys and clamshell phones

And high school lovers’ locks