Poet Miles
Two Worlds - Miles Allinson
Above the lazy Saturday crowds
two electric apparitions
or lorikeets existed.
That colour is from another world
where fires still work in the black gleam.
I existed there briefly, once
and rain fell
into our naked open mouths.
This is a poem by a friend of mine.
I read it whilst 'supervising' an exam this morning.
I felt such a surge of joy as I read it, that I had to hold back happy tears.
I'm not sure why it affected me like that. Perhaps is was the rain... or maybe it was the other world.
It was posted on his blog and I coveted it for my own!
His blog is www.mrcurly.blogspot.com
Above the lazy Saturday crowds
two electric apparitions
or lorikeets existed.
That colour is from another world
where fires still work in the black gleam.
I existed there briefly, once
and rain fell
into our naked open mouths.
This is a poem by a friend of mine.
I read it whilst 'supervising' an exam this morning.
I felt such a surge of joy as I read it, that I had to hold back happy tears.
I'm not sure why it affected me like that. Perhaps is was the rain... or maybe it was the other world.
It was posted on his blog and I coveted it for my own!
His blog is www.mrcurly.blogspot.com
posted by becrowe at 9:55 am
5 Comments:
miles! yay!
Yay indeed! Oh, how we loves Miles! Check out his blog, it's great :)
yo bec
i didn't realise you were writing on here so much
yay
:)
also
when you are here in the cold of winter we should so meet up and be festive! (i plan to be leaving glasgow for some travels in eurpoe around then..)
erin
xoxo
Didn't that poem sound good when Justin read it. Lovely rainy photo of the bricks out the back x
i like the idea of a place "where fires still work in the black gleam"
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