Mill Poem

MILL POEM

Jill
climbed hill
with Phil
saw mill
in rill
on hill
Sails still

Pinned
no wind

Which sought
they'd bought

Jill
gave Phil
the bill
for mill
in rill
on hill

Nought
he thought
did Phil
of bill

For two
would do

Jill
felt ill
in mill
in rill
on hill
Phil
gave Jill
a pill

Not pure
no cure

She cried
she died

Phil
buried Jill
in mill
in rill
on hill

Went home
to Rome
with Salom-
e

© GERALD ENGLAND

Composed: Glasgow, 20th August 1967

Publications

1970 MOUSINGS (Sheffield, Headland)
1970 Headland (UK)