7th November



7th November

It reads the correspondence
Turning the pages with a diamond ferocity
Each sizzling stanza a picotee
Of  blackening vermilion
Acrid  solicitations from a past
Which no longer hisses and fumes
Counting the years with long fingers

Once I was a cherry
In the mouth of  a fat  marital potentate
Then a  litigious worm working its way
Dehydrating  and full of calumny

Something pops loudly  in the heat
It may be the heart of the steadfast tin ballerina
Who once loved a paper soldier.

Veronica Aldous 2016 All rights reserved





About Veronica Aldous

Writer and artist, Veronica is a lecturer is Fine Art and Creative Writing. Her first book of poems, 'Moon Cinema' is now available on Lulu.com. Now there is also 'Mortal' her second book.
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