I’m still very busy with a poetry seminar and mostly not doing much blogging at the moment. I thought I’d just pop in to post one of the poems I’ve been working on. I might get back to more regular blogging next week.
January Birthday
My friend had his birthday in August.
He had parties in the park with ice cream,
cake and rolling down the grassy bank.
His presents where toys, airplane models and bubbles.
My birthday came in January.
I had a party once, in the rain.
There was cake, and pin-the-tail-on-the-donkey.
It was too close to Christmas.
I got a coloring book, a new coat and socks from an aunt.

