two minutes silence
to think one hundred years back
when the flowers went somewhere
plenty more where that
bunch came from these days
gift wrapped twenty-four seven
despatched instantly
straight to your doorstep
all thanks to Interwarfare
T H E
me
of T H e
D A y
e me rG e S
Late on parade today
(Big night at the Senokot)
finds one knelt on
Selfless selfish knees
exposed to the elements
undaunted by a Portland Stone
~
Tautological claptrap some say
There might be something in it
So I thought genuflecting
Before St Wilfred
Another Unknown
Poet
Grimbeau 