Take a careful look at this illustration.
Notice anything about it?
Anything... FUNNY about it?
If you do then you might be the person we are looking for.
This is your chance to join The Funeverse by writing a poem (or two - think of the second as a bribe) based on ANY of the illustrations featured on the site. You get to choose from ANY of the illustrators. Chris Riddell, Sarah McIntyre, Jonny Duddle, Jion Sheibani, Kate Pankhurst... There are too many to list so just tuck in.
You'll be spoilt for choice. A gluttonous pig poet ready for the table.
Send your poems, complete with a little bit of blurb to tell us about you and another poem or two you've written which you are proud of, to contact AT thefuneverse.com and all the current Funeverse poets will choose two new poets to join us.
The closing date for entries (after which this message will be eaten) is November 30th. At 13:03. And Sixty-seven seconds.
At midnight she taps on the window,
Summons me and I must go
Out for a ride on her broomstick,
Into the darkness and snow.
Early this morning,
The Norsemen came calling,
In ships from over the sea.
They're here for my treasure,
But I like my leisure,
They can wait till I've finished my tea.
Poem ©2016 Katherine Lynas
Illustrations ©2016 Sarah McIntyre
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