Hello Poetry
Classics
Words
Blog
F.A.Q.
About
Contact
Guidelines
© 2024 HePo
by
Eliot
Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads.
Become a member
John Edward Smallshaw
Poems
Jan 2017
Tunnelling up
A bed of
a lad in
A lad in a bed of creased sheets catching crumpling dreams as the night falls apart,
I'd better start something or better to be snoozing?
Okay
It's
Friday
Friday it's okay and two sachets of sugar with one spoon of instant,
it smells hot and tastes sweet
My eye's full of glue and my head's a marshmallow, the day ahead looks so deep and my breathing is shallow,
Nobody says,
poor fellow.
In the madness of a morning when everything's a chandelier I'm never really clear about anything,.
#escapes
Written by
John Edward Smallshaw
68/Here and now
(68/Here and now)
Follow
😀
😂
😍
😊
😌
🤯
🤓
💪
🤔
😕
😨
🤤
🙁
😢
😭
🤬
0
414
Weeping willow
Please
log in
to view and add comments on poems