Diane Hine

Silver Star - 3,811 Points (25 July 1956)

Late - Poem by Diane Hine

Chantelle remarked while sipping tea
she’d no idea where Pip could be –
perhaps the garden shed?

He might have gone spelunking to
ventriloquize in tongues with Hugh
the gnostic trogloped.

Or hosting Channel Tunnel ghosts
to channel boring puns instead.

He could be spooning pearls from grist
indulging gastromancy midst
a balmy oyster bed.

Or madly miming semaphore
to flag ’Lucia di Lammermoor’-
whatever makes him happy she said.

Or even tutting scuttlebutt
while phutting through Kolkata but
he’d better not be dead.


Comments about Late by Diane Hine

  • Veteran Poet - 1,726 Points Dinesh Nair (2/16/2014 8:13:00 AM)

    Yet another poetic piece that vouchsafes Diane`s integrity and superiority in diction as a poet...
    Kolkata used to be once a land for those who flee from distant home lands.. Is it that Diane means by
    phutting through Kolkata Valsa madam? (Report) Reply

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  • Gold Star - 20,480 Points Valsa George (2/13/2014 10:53:00 PM)

    Great effect achieved by the play of words... but I am lost in this labyrinth.. Diana! ! 'Tutting scuttlebutt while phutting through Kolkata '......? ? ? ? (Report) Reply

  • Silver Star - 3,266 Points Valerie Dohren (2/11/2014 10:48:00 AM)

    Hope he isn't dead Diane - made me chuckle, love the rhyme scheme. Excellent as always. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, February 10, 2014

Poem Edited: Tuesday, February 11, 2014


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