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The Wigtown Poetry Competition
First Prize £2000
My Darling, My Cliché - Kathryn Simmonds
My Darling, My Cliché
Don’t start what you can’t diminish.
A bird in the hand is worth nothing if it lies
stock still and won’t sing. You can lead
a horse to water but you can’t make it recite the rosary.
If I said you had a beautiful body would you.
This is our bed you have made for yourself.
Beware of old lovers bearing gifts. A rolling stone
gathers much loss. If you can’t say something nice
say something with gall (many a true word
was said in a vest at three am on a Wednesday night).
Why not begin afresh, put the past beside us,
forgive and beget. What the heart
hasn’t seen the eye doesn’t grieve for.
Please. It’s not over till the. Oh.
Kathryn Simmonds
Copyright
The copyright of each poem remains with the author. The authors of the winning poems grant the Wigtown Book Town Company the right to use the poems in publicity material for one year from 3rd April 2006, and the Sunday Herald the right to publish them for one year from 3rd April 2006.
In association with the Scottish Poetry Library
and the Sunday Herald
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