Thursday, 21 April 2016

How we scorned a man

Original photo by PaweĊ‚ Wierzbickic

He didn't expect it to jump out of the hat
the way it did. We were pleased because 
with all the palaver of the drum roll,
the top hat being doffed, arms
waving, endless Ladies and Gentlemen etc
the children got bored, parents yawned.
Never again I silently vowed.

It was slow magic, it was no ...

Just the beginning of the poem today.
The prompt today was to use a saying and make it literal, suggested by Suzannah Evans in a workshop I enjoyed.

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