
Picnic Poem
by Tony Chapman.
having a picnic
high up, on a vertical wall
we sit horizontally,
watching our hard-boiled eggs
fall
"Whoops, there goes the jam,
and the packets of chrisps"
trying to drink orange juice,
but it pours out of the mug
in gravity's general direction.
having a picnic under the sea
the fish swim by and smile at me
then my salad floats away,
my raw food crackers too
and a friendly octopus
drinks my orange juice
having a picnic on the cold north pole
my orange juice is frozen solid
so I make a hole
in the ice
to fish through ...
“LOVE HAS CAUGHT ME” by Tony Chapman VERSE 2 … (verse 3 in next blog)
2nd verse of “Love Has Caught Me”
I’m falling so fast, nothing will last,
I’m tipping right off the edge
I’m walking on air, then I despair
I’m slipping right off the ledge
Love has caught me
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