I give you a...wall
Wednesday, 17 June 2009 18:24:20
No, i'm not obsessed with barriers. Its just that a pupil suggested a wall to me and I thought I ought to be able to incorporate it.
Not book of love poems
or a sonnet...
I give you... a wall.
A wall of sun kissed brick
red with the rays of a hundred summers
its crevices home to a thousand insects
which buzz and whirr in its interstices
and against its edges, creepers:
ivies and honeysuckles
in which blackbirds and wrens
nest each and every spring.
I've always wanted to use interstices in a poem. (Also discovered that the first lines - what I will not give - are harder than the remainder.)