{"id":1139,"date":"2008-01-04T10:14:00","date_gmt":"2008-01-04T10:14:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ink.verticalplus.co.uk\/archive\/?p=1139"},"modified":"2008-01-04T10:14:00","modified_gmt":"2008-01-04T10:14:00","slug":"two-poems-by-deborah-bates","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/two-poems-by-deborah-bates\/","title":{"rendered":"Two poems by Deborah Bates"},"content":{"rendered":"

Vita Sessuale<\/span>


Sexuality oozes from <\/span>
unrestrained pinks \u2013<\/span>
contradicted with the<\/span>
delicious bass line<\/span>
of masculinity.<\/span>

A square jaw line backdrops<\/span>
pinched ruby nipples,<\/span>
on a chalky white base, whilst<\/span>

over a foxtrot of heartbeats<\/span>
and a plethora of sheets,<\/span>
cabernet soaked lips<\/span>
reach for a partner.<\/span>

The painter\u2019s palette blends,<\/span>
as the tempo quickens \u2013<\/span>
with the desirable colour <\/span>
being you.<\/span>


<\/font><\/p>\n


Discount Teabags<\/span><\/p>\n

A tramp sits.
There sits the tramp
of Sauchiehall Street.<\/p>\n

The face familiar to thousands,
but known as nothing;
his name superfluous.<\/p>\n

As he pulls at his prized
woollen hat,
I see that the malty coppers
in his box, amount
to a cup of tea.
But not one from Starbucks.
<\/font><\/div>\n

<\/p>\n

<\/p>\n

\u2022 Deborah Bates says “I'm 20, am Scottish but moved to study Creative Writing at the University of Winchester.  Ambition to earn my money through writing poetry about the way I see life.”<\/span>
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