Fashion Shoot

Fashion Statement

We might opt for hipsters
We might favour flares
We might decide on denims
And we won't care who stares

We might lounge in leathers
We might select sharp suits
We might slip on slippers
Or steel-capped bovver boots

We might raid our wardrobes
Just to show you what was worn
When we were the height of fashion
And you had not been born



Paranoia

The guy
in the
suit and tie
let out
a sigh
as I
walked by

Why?



Poems copyright Bernard Young


Note: Illustration is from my Longman Dictionary of Contemporary English, 1995 edition.