Packed Lunch Today you made lunch buttered my heart, grated heather hills, spread thick a warm, summer sky. Your eyes sparkled in the almond sun as you wrapped love in cling film. Outside in the apple orchard a warbler sings our favourite song. | Poem by Taidgh Lynch (Ireland) Published in Issue 35 of The Ofi Press. |
Taidgh Lynch lives in Ireland. His poetry has appeared or is forthcoming in The Whistle Zine, Bare Hands Poetry and The Poetry Bus. Find him online at: ragingplanetfire.blogspot.com
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