Nine
The innocence of a child contemplating death. (Yes. death again!)
Empty
Sadly, this was written about a real person, a young girl who self-harmed and ended up in psychiatric care.
Horse Mother
A sad one... The frustration of the farmer and the stoic mother waiting to deliver her foal.
Dry
The word provided for this piece was 'baked'. I had already written a much longer version of this so adapted it to fit the tweet!
Beyond the window
A very similar title to an earlier poem. That's because, at the moment, all of life takes place indoors!
Ragpicker
I think this is a U.S. term. We used to call them Rag and Bone Men. Either way, it's someone who depends on the generosity of others for...
Full Hearts, Empty Beach
Nostalgia, eh? Those teenage pacts... then we grow up.
The Darkness
I am a great fan of having layers in a poem. On the surface, this appears to be about sleep, but it's really about depression. The prompt...
Groundless
I had saved this poem twice, once with the title 'Lightweight'. Either works. The prompt word was 'heavyweight', which is a hefty word to...
Mittens
When my children were at primary school, they would fill a box each Christmas which would be sent to an orphanage. I would place gloves...
