Found Poems
Using sentences & phrases from 'Three Types of Solitude' by B. Aldiss
By Alyson Smith Published 2 years ago • 1 min read
Photo by Jackson Simmer on Unsplash
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
Neurodivergent, working-class writer and artist diagnosed with Bipolar. Based in Newcastle-upon-Tyne. MA in Creative Writing. Currently waitressing while finishing my novel.
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