Proper Poetry

What is it with these multiples of ten assuming their superiority? Who do they think they are, products of men that then acquire fake cel...

You are the country I inhabit; you are the dialect I speak; you are the years of being happy through the routine of the week. You are t...

It can't be true, there must be  some mistake. That's it of course. They happen all the time. It's understandable someone shou...

I never knew what death was till you died. With others it was just another fact, some foreign event; celebrities meant nothing - I don...

When I sit here at night alone, I simply can't believe you've gone. This house, our home for years, has grown around us like a sh...

It isn't true to say I miss you all the time for, when I'm busy, I don't think of you at all but that's no different from ...

Years ago a pigeon lay dead in the gutter near our house, killed by a car. Its mate pattered to and fro beside it distressed that it did...