Poems from StrongLink
At about a certain age,
Probably around eight years old,
Almost every boy will want their own wallet.
Not much thought goes into it,
Not...
A caravan driving through the desert
Only an unpaved dirt road underneath
A small town up ahead we see everyday
A few dozen people and...
What happens when an astronaut is upside down?
The blood rushes to his head,
And suddenly he is out.
His nose is running,
Blood is...
I have never seen a Killer Whale
Not a real one anyway
But often enough at night
Waking to the noise of lapping waves
Frequent upon...
Steam rising slowly
from black peppered
fluffy pale yellow.
Heat rising from the flat surface.
Long strips of crisp red and brown.
Short...