Saturday, April 17, 2010
The Poetry Bus, The Poetry Bus, The Poetry Bus will be leaving shortly
Don't miss the Bus - Full instructions are listed in the post below:
A note to all Poetry Bus passengers: Tea and biscuits will be served halfway through the journey, when we'll be stopping off at the lay-by near the Rock of Cashel (and yes, chocolate digestives are available, Poetikat).
The driver would also like to inform passengers that the small odour problem has been addressed.
Big thanks to Totalfeckineejit for letting me drive the legendary bus and welcome to the two passengers already on board:
Rachel Fox over at More about the song -
And Jeanne Iris over at Revolutionary Revelry
Swiss is here
And following close behind here's Evaliin - welcome aboard guys
The bus is now open for business again Poetikat
And a big welcome aboard to last week's bus driver Niamh over at Various.
Peter Goulding's gone gothic over at The Stammering Poet
And Titus the dog tells a haunting story.
It's all about rugby over at NanU's
Enchanted Oak finds beauty in the precious
And totalfeckineejit is seeing fireflies
Welcome aboard to karen who's treating passengers to one she done earlier (For anyone who's tried this link and found it didn't work TRY IT AGAIN - please :)
And finally, better late than never Dominic Rivron
No - there s one more (feckin apostrophe key s gone again) Domestic Oubliette has made it by the skin of her teeth!
Wait up - heres another last minute passenger- its Argent!
Below is my own attempt (at something - I'm not sure what!)
The third eye
There is a place
My friend went there
when her third eye opened
and the next day she rang
from the supermarket
how she saw God
in the check-out girl’s face.
when my husband
and his parents
and his grandmother
by four elongated
who carried me
to the table
because I couldn’t walk
shot through their limbs.
And I thought then
that this was the truth.
That I just hadn’t seen it
Posted by Pure Fiction at 12:36 PM