“Fairground” by Tony Chapman
“Walking On Eggshells” by Tony Chapman
Walking On Egg-shells. walking on: eggshells, cornflakes, drawing pins, with no sound grasping at straws no no-man's-land singing tonight only plummeting angels, who whisper fairytales as their feathers scatter and their golden and black, curly, flowing hair stretches out behind them, undisturbed robins, chirruping in its folds and fissures and sparkling, elegant strands. Plummeting, they all go, whistling, at last, no-man's land songs, cups, saucers and saucepans scattering behind them.
“5th Element” by Tony Chapman
Links to some of my other works: My: Maze Poems Book, Bandcamp – some of my songs available, https://tonychapmanmusic.Tony Chapman – ABOUT/ about me … and website.