Tuesday, 26 June 2012

Bill's Gate

It would be great to own a field,
not sell it for the dosh:
with a splashy, babbling stream,
a hawthorn bush,

a 5-bar gate
to navigate;
lie down til late,
reflect on fate;

which does explain
why a windows laptop
lights a field inside
its tiny oblong frame
and plays a song – 
da da dar dar dum – worldwide.

No comments:

Post a Comment