1-min Read Poetry / By rosslynchay A durationattached to a poem,by that, what are we saying?Is one minute allthat’s needed to fully graspthe entire landscape paintedby the poet? Have we smiled…
I never dared Poetry / By rosslynchay / boldness, shame I woke up from a nightmare, sobbing, smothering my cries with my blanket,I never dared call for Mum. I never dared tell her some girls on…
Peonies Haiku, Poetry / By rosslynchay / being fragrance in my tracksblooming with wild abandonthe giving of self
