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The Web Poetry Corner - M A Heathcote - How royally Avant-garde am I?

How royally Avant-garde am I?

by

M A Heathcote

Donít tell me it isnít soó
As if I neednít ever know?

Thereís a peahen at the centre
Of every pert-peacocks breast
Who pre-empts her willing body
Steadfast fasts upon her nest.

Donít tell me it isnít soó
As if I neednít ever know?

{Sheíll be his north and south
-his east and west...}
But as soon as
The pendulum begins itís full
Swing-slowing turn into rest...

Heíll be off... off like a songbird
With his soul soaring high!
Off... singing, like a hummingbird
How royally Avant-garde am I.


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