Tuesday, 21 April 2015

Overindulgence - poem by Nóra Skehan

A morning spent greedily gathering poetry,
like berries,
to feast on,
to sustain me.

My arms laden with inspiration,
I gobble up stanzas of rhythm.
Eagerly I indulge in your keen observation
and savour your sweet shrewd wit.

I sigh in contentment
after my perfect breakfast.

Now it is time for me to compose,

I may have eaten too much.

copyright Nóra Skehan 2015

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