Tuesday, August 6, 2013

Marc Carver- Two Poems

A IS FOR ANT
 
All these people
go back and forward
and all i do is sit here
watch
and laugh
they are like little ants
first they go one way in a big line
then they come back
they don't carry giant leaves though
just bag after bag of shopping
i don't want to be an ant
not anymore.
 
 
 
DESPERATE FOR A BIT
 
I saw a pigeon
fly form the tree to the lampost
then the other pigeon came after her
for about ten minutes
he had chased her back and forth
she flew off again
and he stood up there
alone shaking his head
i laughed and thought
i know how you feel mate.

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