I'm a woodpecker
Can't you see
I know all about
"Reality"
I can headbutt a tree
Twenty times a second
With no brain complications
I'm hammering out lessons
With my percussion
Stop for a second
I'm hanging from a tree
Who on earth imagined
You, it and me?
Thank heavens
There are infinite
Dimensions
Can you imagine
That?
- Author: Mutley Ravishes ( Offline)
- Published: July 8th, 2024 19:17
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 24
Comments2
A cracking poem. I read this in almost a Bob Dylan kind of tone.
Thanks Tom. Well, I try to get some kind of rhythm/flow going. Sometimes works, sometimes....oh well. I like your picture. I take it you like rock n roll?!
Thanks Mutley. 🙂 The picture is of my poetry hero, a guy called John Cooper Clarke. He's from the same city as me and is known as the Punk Poet. Cheers, Tom.
Good write M.
I was The Birdman. I too headbutted a tree, but had no beak, so had a terrible headache after it! lol. It's true ya know. heehee.
Thanks! I've "headbutted" a window or two. I bet you have too!
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