Proper Poetry

The little boy in the pushchair waiting for fireworks to start in the dark took off his beanie and sent it sailing over the damp and muddy g...

The green bin truck pulled up beside the house. Two orange eco-warriors jumped out. I passed one "Wow, not many women do your job....

Leaving the local leisure centre I recognised the male manager from the time a year ago he banned me from the gym and so I didn't bother...

To relax and calmly drift asleep I think back over the day and keep in mind some event about which I can say at least I did one thing well t...

There comes a time for most young men to realise beauty is not for them; no beautiful woman will be their wife but plainer ones may share th...

Autumn is two faced, double headed; Janus looks back as well as forward. If the seed set in Spring sprouted true and grew, then the flowerin...

She was clearly no longer a youngster, unlovely in face and a bit overweight but a regular customer in the bar at the weekly local live band...