Puncture

Puncture

A poem by Brian F Kirkham

14/06/2017

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Perhaps it was fate intervening

Under the lights of the one – on – one run off

New champion releases a breath – as old one curses release from a tyre

Cut by something sharp on the road

Taking the title away from him

Until then, the pressure to succeed was all on him

Reflections of what could have been – expected

Even now. he’s giving a cursing glare down the tarmac road

 

Ovation

Ovation

Salford , 7th June 2017

an Acrostic by Brian F Kirkham

 

On the whole, the performance was well received

Violets and petunias as well as the obligatory roses were

Advanced with applause toward the stage,

To be received by the soprano.

In time, the critics would sharpen their quills but

On the nights events

Nobody could fault her – the audience kept on cheering