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.
Blue and grey all day
Behind the plate or in-field
What's the call? Appeal?!
Boxes of wood and iron
Each crate tells its tale
Some wrapped in red, others draped in blue
Some set upon sail, others to fly
Tens of...
Snap, drop, pop and go.
Is it high or was it low?
And the call was...ooh?
What will it be now?
Here it comes...over...
Watching a mammoth glacier
As it moved slowly across the blue and red seas
A ship made of gold and myrrh
Set adrift to follow the breeze...