Saturday, June 06, 2009


Have you found yours yet? I appear to have lost mine.

Still Life

Blinded by the headlights you paused,
Gaze pitiless and feral,
Poised before muscular flight,
Then off, twisting from peril.

Perplexed, I saw you through a lens,
Spoor print in a dark room tray,
Lithe torso intense,
Caught in a web of memory.

Still life: your arrested posture held
For what seemed an age,
Then an abrupt sensuous shuffle,
Moving from shoreline onto the page.

E J Garfer (17 and a half)


MJ said...

Blinded by the headlights

Was Bruce Springsteen your muse?

The Poet Laura-eate said...

An unusual but moving eulogy to the Grey Squirrel indeed...

; -)

Or was it Prince Charles?

Jimmy Bastard said...

I sensed pornography amongst your 17 and a half year old thoughts.

Madame DeFarge said...

I can lend you my marbles. I appear to have no need for mine.

I like the 'twisting from peril' image.

KAZ said...

Lithe torso - very nice.

Mopsa said...


EmmaK said...

Thanks for reminding me ... did find a few marbles lodged up me backside - a sex toy experiment gone a bit awry I'm afraid.