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Sallie Howson
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Sallie Howson Poems
- Death Of A Poem Shot down in its prime. Shot down While ...
- Give Me A Man Give me a man Who wants the moon But ...
- Breakfast Without You Breakfast was torture Without ...
- A Lazy Afternoon. Swing, swing, Dozing in the hammock, ...
- The Old Man In My Bed I woke this morning to find An old man...
- My Friend Why do you love me my friend? I love you for ...
- The Box Under My Bed I have a wooden box Under my bed. It’s...
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Death Of A Poem
Shot down in its prime.
Shot down
While making daisy chains in the park
For little girls to be daisy queens.
Shot down
While tottering down the catwalk
In this years daring fashion.
Shot down
While bungee jumping from Brooklyn bridge.
Shot down
While kite boarding on Porthmadog beach
Shot down
While refusing ecstasy at a rave,
High on the beat and energy of the music
Shot down
While drawing a moustache on Mona Lisa
And carrying Michelangelo’s David
Back to its rightful place in the square,
Where he can enjoy the sunshine, rain and ...
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This is excellent. I read some of her other poems and was very impressed.
This lady is an exceptional writer, a joy to read...
realy nice.i like it.