Poem of the Day - Clunky
Clunky
I'm opening doors
I'm dealing in a simple cause
A crows wings, glowing sunset
Clapped in frying pans
Mellow and touching stories
A flying wizards moment
Clutching at twigs and baskets
My frozen recipe is served, while beaks are clattering
Breaking nests open for fledgelings
New bright shining treasure
A measure of success
A lamp straight from land; a beacon
Crushed in sticks
Aloud and seeking
Penetrating darkness
Dealing in heartthrob
Loves to be mentioned
Solitary
Confined
Copyright Patrick Turner-Lee April 20th 2015