Tick, tock
The cyclist in the high viz jacket is Late for [...]
Haiku
Broken, rusty pipe, Misty morning drizzle; I have stopped Counting [...]
This poem has no name
Black. White. Chinese. Indian. Rich. Poor. Yours. Mine. Happy. Sad. [...]
The cyclist in the high viz jacket is Late for [...]
Broken, rusty pipe, Misty morning drizzle; I have stopped Counting [...]
Black. White. Chinese. Indian. Rich. Poor. Yours. Mine. Happy. Sad. [...]