Can poetry keep us young? A little bit of poetry for my birthday.
Can poetry keep us young? A little bit of poetry for my birthday.
A short poem for World Poetry Day
Photo poem, exploring the colours of growth
If I were in charge of the world, tiny scribbled notes would be left under pillows, just fragments of poems in the middle of the night, like a poetry tooth fairy, swapping poems for pain.
A prose poem from the starting prompt ‘If I were in charge of the world..’
A snow poem, and a wish for much love and peace this Christmas.
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