Cliches of the week Katherine Thinkings and poems September 5, 2014July 3, 2017 1 Minute Incense makes the nose glow longer Absent power erupts ironically See a face on the whole? He had my waist up his sleeve Did Achilles do a deal? He was an acid guest at rhymes Bacon doesn’t do it for me.. Reactions speak louder than words After my own heart left,I felt half dead. Swearing at dirty laundry is not a job for a woman We were bent into drapes by the windows to confuse the neighbours All sets are inconceivable contradictory and infinitely boring All dressed up and nowhere to glow,I thought….. then I saw his face.. right out of my bind I was not here when I wrote this Share this: Click to print (Opens in new window) Print Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email TweetShare on TumblrMorePocket Click to share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window) WhatsApp Like Loading... Related Published by Katherine Poetry writer and author View all posts by Katherine Published September 5, 2014July 3, 2017