A Jewellery Poem
November 12, 2008 at 6:26 pm | Posted in poetry, writing | 16 CommentsTags: Gustav Klimt, jewellery poem, jewelry poem, poetry, three card, writing
various odd bods the jeweller said
slipping his card into my pocket
somewhere there the necessity
for radical departures
it’s a tiny jewel he said on
a later occassion, set in
mother of pearl a kiss by
Klimt fallen half-seen
into a sea of soft pink
skin trimmed
with white lace,
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