Proper Poetry

How dare this child be born pushing through pain, butting into the world a bloody stain ! Nature will punish the crimesince never loth to is...

When young the future is infinite, the space beyond the horizon, but in time a faint mist forms, thickening to a dark cloud like a wild anim...

Dying might be difficult but death is nothing SAVANNAH None too likely to be a star but decorative way above par and always ready to serve y...

I like to hear the cheep of a sparrow, the cheerful trill of a robin. I enjoy the warble of a blackbird, the echo of a songthrush. I now mis...

This is not Ukraine, the Yemen, World War Three but nonetheless millions fighting for their lives. Not really some conventional struggle to ...

Hung higher than any other works of art and on display in daylight every day they calmly soothe and lift the troubled heart but often are ig...

 Some papers try to get our attention with headlines addressing our worries about our ageing health that mention all kinds of scary medical ...