Little Maisie Mo took her Dolly Daydreams with her, every bloomin’ where
And today was the day...
My guilty pleasure is very plain to see
But I cannot help this at all, though it is so obvious to...
Those trees have ears..they listen to the wailing through the whistling woods
Yon woods are...
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I don’t know how you do it my pretty poetess
You write your words for us to read and they always...
I gained a classics degree from Oxford, worked in Boots, but I could have been a financial manager...
I would walk upon the waters if I was the Lord
But I am not God almighty so I need a wooden board...
If we had President Trump...
Americans wouldn't have been abandoned...
The Border would be...
I was watching my little one outside the window in our garden today
Though there was nobody in the...
Here i am Staring into the mirror of futures' past As if viewing through the droplets of...
The miracle of metamorphosis is very rarely seen
Suspended like a Spider from leaves that are...
She moves with some uncertainty in the most peculiar way
Wafting out her wind speeds amidst her...
I don’t ask why I can hear sweetly singing birds, as another brand new day is dawning
As that big...
Isn’t it ironic that on our demise
We are the absolute apple of everyone’s eyes
And even...
I shut my eyes and closed my mind
Where sensible was starved whilst sight was blind
...
Are you somewhere sheltering amidst the darkness of the night, clandestinely covered up betwixt a blanket...
A poetess with a pen in her hand weaving wordplay within her wonderland, she is holding her wand of...
As I sit with the notebook on my mobile phone..sat staring into oblivion totally alone
My mobile...