Out Of Sight by Lynn White


Sometimes you just can’t see it
a case of the wood hiding the trees, perhaps
or the elephant sitting ignored in the centre of the room
while everyone skirts round it unseeing.
Maybe that’s the best way to hide
there in full view
no one will notice until
the lion roars and the chickens come home
to roost on their perch of cliches.

© 2020 Lynn White


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Lynn White lives in north Wales. Her work is influenced by issues of social justice and events, places and people she has known or imagined. She is especially interested in exploring the boundaries of dream, fantasy and reality. She was shortlisted in the Theatre Cloud ‘War Poetry for Today’ competition and has been nominated for a Pushcart Prize and a Rhysling Award. Her poetry has appeared in many publications including: Apogee, Firewords, Capsule Stories, Light Journal and So It Goes.

Find Lynn at: https://lynnwhitepoetry.blogspot.com and on Facebook


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