Poetry

If I only had a typewriter If I only had a typewriter I’d write and write for hours Each sentence would be perfect If I only had a greenhouse I'd

Then it becomes something you hadn't considered before It floats on the edge of a place that you hadn't been to before Sounds in your head that are proving

“I’m sorry, my darling.” I knew what was coming, deep down it was going to happen but still, I just stood, taking it in. A question within, “Shouldn’t you leave now,

Perfect World In my perfect world We’d wake up to the birds And drink tea until we felt the need To rouse ourselves and start the day In my perfect world We’

Blue In this world are many creatures, Large and small, with various features Like the carbunculous gnu Or the multi-feathered cockatoo But none of them can beat the best Even a talking