a fish shaped pillow
thrown to the secondhand shore
gasps amid rubbish
and nobody really cares
it’s an endangered species
by TETIANA ALEKSINA
© All rights reserved 2022
a fish shaped pillow
thrown to the secondhand shore
gasps amid rubbish
and nobody really cares
it’s an endangered species
by TETIANA ALEKSINA
© All rights reserved 2022
a big heavy cloud
that hangs out above your head
it’s a speech balloon
that’s crammed full with jumbled text
rubbish you shot from your mouth
by TETIANA ALEKSINA
© All rights reserved 2021
Do you know how to tell a good poem from a bad one? It’s easy. I can teach you.
Just crumple up a sheet of paper and throw it into the bin in the far corner. The bad poem never reaches it. It will always drop somewhere halfway, rebounding off the rim then rolling beneath your sofa. Argh! And there you go, swearing, to pick it up and toss it in from a little closer.
But the good poem always makes it. Hell… now you’re groaning and you have to go over to the bin to retrieve it. But, did you know… you can choose to forget it instead. Just leave it in the bin. Don’t worry. The really good poem will never leave your head. I should know. I’ve checked.
by TETIANA ALEKSINA
© All rights reserved 2016