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September 4, 2014 / hbrowne4


We had a poetic prompt last Saturday:


Yesterday, upon the stair,
I met a man who wasn’t there.
He wasn’t there again today,
I wish, I wish he’d go away…

When I came home last night at three,
The man was waiting there for me
But when I looked around the hall,
I couldn’t see him there at all!
Go away, go away, don’t you come back any more!
Go away, go away, and please don’t slam the door…

Last night I saw upon the stair,
A little man who wasn’t there,
He wasn’t there again today
Oh, how I wish he’d go away…

Hughes Mearns

This is Blaithinn’s response:

CIE man
That man there
On my stair
Holding his mare
Knows I don’t care
If he doesn’t pay his fare.
As I drive to Clare
Let others dare
My lapse to declare
To those who are there
To say what is and isn’t fair.
Outside a cook sells his ware
And my attentions fair
Are on juggéd hare
Flavoured with bronzéd pear
All I can do is stare
And wish the cook wasn’t there.


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