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The chair

(with a nod to Sir Spike Milligan)

They took a chainsaw

to an elderly resident of the forest

where it ended up on a journey

to a woodcutters yard

The tree in its prime

rose high into the air

a resting place for aviators

on their way to other shores

but now its been chopped

shaped and reformed

it’s children – look different to the tree

deformed

and they’re asked by the

craftsman’s son or daughter

“Why’d you chop down that big tree

To make me look shorter ?”

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Looking : A Found Poem

#Love #Romance #Poetry

Salford 14th January 2019

another found poem by me via Spike Milligans Box 18

I’ve stopped looking for that diamond

that brightens up my day

the beauty of your eyes

still capture me in the evening light

as we pass each other by

and memories of walking through the daisy patch

still return – fresh in the mind