Silly Poem – Pink Lippy

Written whilst in Prado, looking out up at a statue of Thomas Gainsborough, lording it over the activities of the Avon lady’s market stall.   Gainsborough lords it high above cerise-pink hood; a flower above all flowers – its bed of make-up puckering lips up for a kiss. Gainsborough smiles, his lips all pink andContinue reading “Silly Poem – Pink Lippy”