Found Poems
Using sentences & phrases from 'Three Types of Solitude' by B. Aldiss
Ache
You were in my echoes
of difficulties present
she said without reserve,
sadness is just sadness
a mantra in the chaos.
A Man
What to do with a man
one of a long line
who intend no harm
you must laugh to think of it
the world is crowded enough
this is the essence of his story
an undiscovered rain forest
no contact with the outside world.
About the Creator
Alyson Smith
Writer & Artist with Level I Autism & a whole lot of Bipolar. Based in Newcastle- upon - Tyne, works as an administrator in a Nursing Home. MA in Creative Writing.
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Nice work. I enjoyed this very much. Keep up the good work!!!