Night at the Opera


Kaleidoscope eyes throw

colour from a balcony

where peanuts are stuffed

into columns to shake

the foundations


Foundations concealing


wanting to be a drum


wanting to be a cymbal

the extinction of poppies

in cherry trees.


The sea will not wave;

flamingo snobbery prevents it.

But who cares.

Hair has been brushed off

a collective face

to watch a match stick and bowling ball




- Leanna McCarthy