A romantic display at the 2018 Keukenhof, the Netherlands
A poem for Valentine’s Day:
John and Mary meet
John and Mary meet.
John and Mary greet.
The Film and Reels.
The Cog and Wheels.
John falls first.
Therefore, he kneels.
Mary thinks she knows
what John feels.
So, Mary falls as well,
as far as John can tell.
The sorcerer, a spell.
The Bell and Peals.
John and Mary greet.
John and Mary eat,
more sour than sweet.
Their eyes no longer meet.
This is not a poem
the editor wrote, this is a list.
and I thought, he must be right,
he is an editor. But then I
thought there are list poems…
from afar, in love with his car,
or his wife, depressed about life,
attached to his money,
or his mother,
or some other pre-occupation,
watches trains from a station,
alcoholic, workaholic,
football high on his list,
never been kissed,
recently converted to church,
leaves you there in a lurch,
Elvis look-alike,
any man called Mike.
But I just had some great news: my poem Quantum has been Commended in the 2017 Barnet Open Poetry Competition and will be published in their anthology.
