school days (Remove filter)
The Things I Carry
You told me once when we talked about the things we carried
That I was a little too vague
And I thought then, and still do now
That it's because I'm a little too vague
The things I carry aren't set in stone
They are abstract and unsure and hard to put to words
They are feelings and thoughts only half-formed
They are like lines of a poem never quite heard
So, I carry the snippets of long-he...
Tuesday 29th November 2022 11:33 pm
A Keeper's View
Saturday 25th May 2013 9:45 am
Skool Daze
SKOOL DAZE
At our school we wore red ties and big, blue, woolly sweaters.
Groaning, frowning, learning all those numbers, saints and letters.
The nuns were big and ruthless and they loved to swish the cane.
The summer skies were always blue, it never seemed to rain.
I had a cat sewn in my bag - I couldn’t read my name -
till some wise wit made fun of it – I n...
Friday 26th April 2013 7:16 pm
Recent Comments
Auracle on Queering the Landscape
11 minutes ago
Auracle on Unshekel'd (I'll be happy)
17 minutes ago
David RL Moore on The indefinite sentence
1 hour ago
Bethany Sallis on Haiku; illegal loggers.
5 hours ago
Tom on Uncalculated Coitus
5 hours ago
David RL Moore on The indefinite sentence
12 hours ago
Manish Singh Rajput on Treacherous Tattoo
15 hours ago
Manish Singh Rajput on Love Song
16 hours ago
Manish Singh Rajput on Whispers of winter
16 hours ago
Manish Singh Rajput on The Evolution Within
16 hours ago