poem for National Poetry Day UK 7/10/21

as time slips i sip the hours
 suntime nonsense flower
 dreamer amidst woody bowers
 weekend woman springing out
 feeling her breathy path by breeze
 toward sun stance
 hip swung nonchalance
among happiness in bluebells


i, not quite, of the bluebells
 increasingly away with the flowers
 giddy, sing-song, gone wrong
 gossamer rhyme blossom
 coming alive

not so much singer as song
not so much goer as gone

waiter upon bees
turning to be

cowslip, daff
meadow sweet

flowering at last
a rose
as if

(A. H / K. H-H, 1st April 2019)

National Poetry Day has a theme of choice this year. Is a trans poem appropriate, it is no choice, yet so often seen as just that and in effect presented to us as that, a decision in some ways.


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