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Sunday, 14 April 2019

That Was the MUSE That Was

POETree

From tiny haikus,
great epics grow.
Sprouting little limericks,
tendril lines emerge,
formed from verdant words:
each of them
composed of divergent DNA -
Re-arrange the letters
and different species
are born.
AND.
DAN.
See?

Sapling stanzas grow thick,
create fingerling
branches,
burgeon into
canopy crowns.
The years turn into decades,
turn into centuries.
The once-sharp edged leaves
tatter,
and fall,
replaced by new growth,
and the previously relevant

becomes elegiac.

© Andrew Goodison


Andrew Goodison is a single father of two, full time carer and full time poet, living in the West of Ireland.

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