Steve Button

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My stories

Not Really A Proper Poem

Automatic writing is easy peasy It's just swoosh and there you go Just do it Nike poetry Maybe I'll get free trainers for that Bit of product placement I'm not above the sell out if there's
Cherry

Land Art

Drawn to mark the earth With mortal tattoos These artists fashion Fragile appendices to nature. Whatever the opposite Of the search for immortality They chase it, knowing
Poem of the week

Last light

Much is made of sunset, That span of slow Luxurious passing. And in the end, Wouldn't we all like To go out that way? Arresting and slightly Doleful, day's end Slipping gently
Gold cherry

Cornish Fire, From A Distance

Alerted by a sudden message crackling through branches baked by summer, the village stirred and distant sirens raced towards something terribly alive across the fields,
Cherry

Note To An Aspiring Poet

I'd been in pompous mode considering myself a Poet, trying to get at meaning when my friend's 2 year old decided to tell me about his day. Under his guileless paw

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