Poems from timodwyer1
Someone who plays around with different themes.
From Mythology to Sports teams.
Not one to pass on a good idea.
From Ireland to South Korea.
Here comes a poet not so grand
But here I am, pen in hand.
Take my work as it be
If you like, comment me.
There once were three mice
Summers, Simon and Tice
And all day long, they would hunt for quail
Through fog and rain, snow and hail.
In a...
Blooming flowers red and white
Petals dancing in the morning light
Beautiful ballet in the wind
Twirl about till they land
Sitting down...
I awoke to the sounds of laughter and rushing steel
To the smells of baking sweet
To the feel of lacquered wood
To the taste of candied...
Run, run, run away.
Here are the monsters come to play
Swinging bags of sugary treats
Up and down the busy streets.
Back and forth from...