Glass woman, or: Provider

Poetry Partners #59 'Glass Woman', a poem by Bridget of 'The Happy Quitter!' Born fragile Not able to walk The head broke first A small piece fell off It didnโ€™t matter They glued it back on a chip on the shoulder Came loose later You canโ€™t see it Itโ€™s hidden underneath A layer of clothes… Continue reading Glass woman, or: Provider

Selious, or: Sirry

My 1st Virelai Ancien I know, I know! Rhyme is passรฉ! A game that little children play... But I feel young! Old school, they say, but who is 'they'? Besides, I never quite could stay my playful tongue. So, I suppose you'll have your say - Read to the end, then: yay or nay -… Continue reading Selious, or: Sirry