The Ladder Was in a Shed
’Arry the adder, on top of the ladder
’Ad ’ad a surprise and been jolted
He got such a fright that he closed his eyes tight
And, without looking where, ’Arry bolted
No-one Sucks Seeds on Their Own
A parrot living by itself
You might say lives in solitude
But if it flocked with other birds
Would you class that as pollytude?
She’s Probably Shell-shocked
Two hundred eggs
Laid by one turtle?
I think she can
Be classed as furtle!
Favourites Part 2
In my previous blog I discussed some of my favourite poems and why I like them. There are so many and they’re so varied. The longer ones get to develop the characters so you can identify with them. The short ones are very different. With them it’s the concept and the...’Eaven It Ain’t
The tiny town of Elle-on-Sea in winter is chaotic
The unexpected happens all the time, and the exotic,
Impossible, illogical, the fanciful as well –
You never know what’s coming on a freezing day in Elle