Fay Slimm.

Waste Not.

 

Waste Not.

 

The scent of words gilds barren agendas

with unique notions of taste.

Pens open cages of unfaced mind-sets

to reveal scintillation.

 

The hues of poetry colour life\'s rawness 

with fantasy\'s rainbow creations

Verse shuts in warm against boredom

 as its spells inscribe lettered lace.

 

Let\'s waste not then a jot of perception

for hidden inside novel reflection

are perfumed bouquets of word-nectar

for inhalation and readers\' pleasure.