Unlimited Supply; A poem by Alan Whitfield

Unlimited supply

Rolling r’s,
An aging beacon,
Already trusting what I believe in,

I listen to every word you say,
With art based grace,
Stories in your lined face,

In the wale,
Rigid bass,
Un-ambient scales,

The fabric rattles,
Hold onto your word,
Unleash yet flatter,


Author: alanwhitfield80

Hello! I get about a bit so here about me first. I am a visual artist and poet who works within the context of fine art. My work is grounded in documentary, exploring the inner beauty of everyday life through various lens based media. Notions of nostalgia and social commentary are present, but from a definite northern working class perspective. Instinctively I exploring the townscapes of North Wales and the North West, often producing work that reflects the every day minutiae of life.

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