1. Television WatchingA Poem by Brett HernanWe’ve come for the soft drink fables. The horse
walked slowly from the cool brick building to an air-conditioned
all-night movie theater, which was almost a harmony. Humming some
strange soft tune. The sound of the wind ripping on the bud spiked
branches. Tomorrow they burst. A balloon filled with enough gas to
keep an evenly weighted object attached to it held stationary at
mid-chest level. A novel method of storage by candle light. By the
way, could you use the door next time? Anxiously reclining on the
mattress in the back of the panel van eating a split scarlet rubber
meat blob (a.k.a. hot dog) and synthetically engineered one-two-five, right now there’s a yellow rose twirling as it descends into the pale blue jam. © 2017 Brett Hernan |
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Added on June 16, 2016 Last Updated on January 6, 2017 Tags: australian poet, tasmania, hobart, australian writer, australian poetry, poetry, australian writing, australian poems, brett anthony hernan, tasmanian poetry, tasmanian poet AuthorBrett HernanHobart, Tasmania, AustraliaAboutLow-resolution sample only. Born 1968. All of the images accompanying each of these written works are my own. (Except that one of the guy putting a flower into a soldier's rifle barrel!) more..Writing
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