Nosey Neighbours
My spindly neighbours hang like witches
from the curtain rails, swinging by long noses
and their attitudes of gold and blood.
Their men kept alive by flickers of speech
in the windows dusted with heart attacks
and ancient spiders' legs.
Poem contributed by my good friend the Amazing but Secret Poem Lady...
Labels: belfast poet, Nosey Neighbours, spiders legs
posted by Michelle Gallen at
11:36 AM
2 Comments:
oh I like! But now I need to know...who is the Secret Poem Lady? (although if you told me I guess she wouldn't be a secret, d'oh!)
Please tell me! I won't tell a soul..
I can give you a few hints ;)
The Secret Poem Lady is also the Not-so Secret Fabulous Fashion Lady, who may also blog at www.curioustales.com :)
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