Thursday 31 August 2017

a one hundred and thirtieth poem ... 'diana memorial day'

Diana memorial day:
Rivers of tiny tears
Flowing away
To the still grey sea
And mean sky above
August thirty one ‘nine-seven
The moment L O V E
Died 
in man, woman
Child and creature
The moment the mawkish
Mail on Sunday 
Soupy-eye feature
Was born.