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A poem

So on my OU Creative Writing course, we’re currently on the poetry module. After reading the chapter on imagery last night, I formed following in my head while cycling to work this morning.

Crossing at Islington

We swarm Fluourescent honeybees on wheels Waiting For electric flower’s red stamen to turn green.

Some go too soon Red flashes out its warning. Angry metal birds roar down And pick them off.