Cross Fencing

Last Saturday I had the pleasure of once more attending a creative writing workshop run by Tony and Steve from paper planes. Their 12-4pm workshops are run in Withington in South Manchester hopefully on a monthly basis and are ace. For further details: email: paperplanes@hotmail.co.uk.

This is poem I wrote at the class:

CROSS FENCING

You fell asleep
the other side of the fence
In the sunshine
And a criss-cross pattern
Was etched into your bare skin
It was a bugger to cover up
with make up

I love you for your carelessness
Clumsier than me
it was such a relief

So what happened?