STRANGERS

Stranger than strange is a stranger. Aye, Unseen, by eye, Unregistered, by memory,

But envisaged, By the sagy slimy saggy sausages Neatly hosed between the ears. Yearned for by the heart, The strangest of strangers.

Or detested, Derided, Shunned, In prejudice, after many hopes disappointed.

Written of in s c r i b b l e, a writer’s childly exercise, Forgotten in seconds post encounter. But fragments of sentiments fermented

Linger

This is a poem I have written as a sample for my instant poem writing service, which I provided for free as a promotional activity at local store 吉光片羽 from 16 to 17 December 2017.

Originally published at finnieslanguagearts.com on December 13, 2017.