Oggi my world was
piccolo plotting plans
to make it BIGGER
Hemmed in by the
drumming pioggia
this darkness only
made it grimmer
So I made plans to travel pathways
To throw open many doors
On this day of flying solo
There was room for nothing more
Plans
Published by Dullard poet
I have been writing mediocre poems since childhood. To me the process of writing is a release and the results, however mundane, give me a sense of pride. I am a busy teacher, mother (hockey mum), wife, pet owner as well as being a reader, sometime raver and a reasonable friend. View more posts
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