My Poetry
The new direction’s not a fight / Against anything any more… Read more
A thrill of hope / I quickly scan the party… Read more
We’d be more / Frequent inclined… Read more
When I get up off his lap / And say I’m go-ing to take a nap… Read more
O-oh, tidings from we, the hoi polloi Ho-oi polloi… Read more
This is not preparing / For your day… Read more
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