Indulging my love of poetry by posting a poem a day, every day... to inspire, delight and enlighten!
Saturday 28 September 2013
Day 435: Sun Death
Here's a strange poem - funny, witty, heartbreaking, - all in the space of a few apt lines. From the inimitable Roger Mc Gough of course, who has earned the highly unusual accolade of making poetry fun - 'McGough has done for British poetry what champagne does for weddings.'
Sundeath/greentears - Roger McGough
when you said you loved me
the sun
leapt out from behind st georges hall
and ran around town;
kissing younggirls' faces
exposing fatmen's braces
freeing birds & chasing flies
pulling hats down over eyes
making bobbies get undressed
barrowladies look their best
wayside winos sit and dream
hotdogmen to sell ice-cream
but when you said goodbye
i heard that the sun
had been runover
somewhere in castle street
by a busload of lovers
whom you have yet to meet
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so sweet.. so simple.. so true..
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