Dolly Bird

This poem is from Doors, number 19, January, 1985. The magazine was a thrice yearly poetry magazine aiming to bring Dorset poets and readers in touch with the poetry scene outside the county – and vice versa.

Dolly Bird

Calf-booted
scarce pent
in glossy trews
tapered, diamente,
rear view
she was all
loins and buttocks –
front
valleys and
fluidity
causing accidents
inviting the fate.

Proud of her assests
blinded by instinct
she could not see
the weals and bruises
the reddened eyes
rapacious kids
the penny-pinching
lying in wait.

Delectable innocent
mindless ornament
she stilted on
towards her Golgotha
trailing perfume
calf-booted
scarce pent
in glossy trews.

Robert Lumsden
Freshwater, Isle of Wight

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