Sunday, 25 October 2009

Refugee from a Rainbow - A Poem


I see you at my door,
huddled against the night
in your Kermit-green jacket
and purple pants
like a refugee from a rainbow.
Patiently waiting
for my enfolding arms,
to spirit you upstairs
for flannelette passion
which makes us feel safer
than the safest sex.

Copyright, Ben Hur. Thanks to the Valley Micropress, an Upper Hutt-based international publication in whose pages this poem first appeared.

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