Pavement Cracks. A poem.

When I was a child I skipped pavement cracks; each one the border of its own little world, a patented microcosm enclosed by grass and cement and enshrouded by my shadow. Now, as an adult, I still skip pavement cracks; not because I’m superstitious or supercilious or superfluous, but because I imagine myself trapped inContinue reading “Pavement Cracks. A poem.”

The Narrative Poem.

Here’s another response I did for uni. You might want to try it out. Cheers Steve 🙂 Write a narrative poem of no longer than 15 lines about your childhood. Remember the narrative poem is a journey. Take the reader on a journey of your childhood. Free Stephen Thompson This new yard, so voluminous andContinue reading “The Narrative Poem.”