Maybe it was the grey, you know The grey that made me buy you so Adrift among a sea of blues A raft of overbearing hues Your slate-grey top, those golden crescents Slowly drew me to your presence Your rigid shape defied finesse A beacon of middle-agedness I swept you up, I looked both ways […]
LIFE: Two Battered Shoes – a poem for the end of term
Two battered shoes sit in the hall Bereft after a year at school The right one sighs, the left one slumps Comparing scuffs and scrapes and bumps A year of battles, playground pacts A year of daydreams, whispered chats A year of friends, a year of foes A year squeezed round ten growing toes A […]