For C.A. Duffy
The 20th Poet Laureate
On her affair with Adrian Henri


Adulation



Fucked by poetry,
Aged 17,
The hero met,
The life begun.

Now a woman,
She chose to love
A god,
Twice her years.

And I remember
His poems,
As anthems
Of my youth.

"Love is
A wellington
Full of blood."
A shocker
In the sixties,
With a talent
For the macabre
And mischievous.

And as he taught
You poetry,
We too
Soaked up
His everyword.

Learning
Irreverence,
For everything.

While you
Bathed,
In a lovebed
Of adoration,

We adulated
His everypoem,
His everyword,
His everymove.

But you were
His queen.
His epicentre,
His perfect woman,
With a perfect
Tongue.

I will always,
Read your poems,
All your poems,
Written with a perfect
Tongue,

With love.









Poetry by Esti D-G
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Written on 2010-02-09 at 22:05

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awwwwww ur so sweet and amazing.
that was realy unique, and u made it special by
ur won words

well done
:)
2010-02-14


Rob Graber
Ah, those sweet susceptibilities of youth... Enjoyed this!
2010-02-09


Princess Charles
Wow, this made me smile. I especially love your words "everypoem, everyword, everymove". But the whole poem is great, in rhythm and wording and form.
2010-02-09