Sunday, July 16, 2006


You’re overdressed for recycling
in your long flowing skirt and stilettos,
smashing bottles from last night’s wild party

while in my sensible shoes I feed the paper bank
with ripped up shreds of poems
that could be about you

but thankfully aren’t.

previously published in Poetry Scotland.


Nia said...

very strange and original. Maybe it's just me but I find it kind of humorous!

Crafty Green Poet said...

HI Nia
Don't worry , it is humorous.....