Denis, has gone for a year out, in Space.
Skating skywards purple boots, heels click kicking high,
A celestial shout heckles the planets, white teeth dazzle stardust,
Parents – dentists, oh so proud of their satellite son.
It’s party time in the galaxy, crystal phantoms chatter by,
Mine sweep green goblets of Beetle Juice, and off,
Soul screaming, wild – eyed,
To run rings around Saturn.
Tom Rendell, Edinburgh, Scotland, UK
3 comments:
Tom is a 21-year old student at Edinburgh University
Great "drunkening" poem.
Dear Juliet, I have written a blog on my experiences with editors who decided to work on my poems for changes in them.
It would be nice to hear your experience on the matter both as an editor and as a submitter.
Great images .... particularly like the colours (specifically stated and others imagined)
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