The Bite Magazine - Spring 2016 - Issue 15

Beauty of the midnight sky The iris of a watchful eye The smooth lustre of an onyx stone A panther that strides alone The classic wrap of a sable’s embrace Tyres skidding on the smell of tarmac Sipping coffee at a relaxing pace Is not to everyone's taste Ink fluid gliding on paper The darkness of Guinness bitter flavour A raven soaring through the earth's atmosphere Nothingness a nowhere Richness of the soil, dark moist texture An accent cohesive and durable Has been put to the test and always looks its best Everyone's favourite colour Like no other will never lie Black beauty will never die Poem by Margaret Smith bitepoem