The Lettuce Museum

The Lettuce Museum short poem

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Everything we do has poetry embedded within it
Like a stone yet unturned
A picture of the sun that brightly burned
The faces of young children as they strive to have learned
Describe an emotion that you feel and have surely yearned
Expression explodes on a page to keep your eyes firmed
Tangerine waist coats on travelling turtles on a train to the lettuce museum in Bern
Events such as this occur when your brain travels to a place only you know how eventually time termed.

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Peter Kiggin

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I am a poet through and through and anyone that tells you different you must deny it and slap them across the face very roughly indeed. I love the normal things in life and turning them into mysterious meaningful emotionally attached fascinating object or subjects.
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Enjoyed your poem thoroughly:)