by Eleanor | Aug 6, 2015 | My Writing
The water races through the rocks, As grasses twist around the storm, Plants bend their backs in window box, Inside my house the fire’s warm. As grasses twist around the storm, Struggle against the potent wind. Inside my house the fire’s warm, Though the lights have...
by Eleanor | Aug 6, 2015 | Features
This is my first ever try at Poetry 101 Rehab, hosted over at Andy Townend. A little rusty as I am not used to writing from prompts, but hopefully I will get into it! Partitions See this line on the floor little sister? This is my side and that one is yours. You know...
