#Poetry

Here’s a limerick: With a pound, a shilling and a pence How much can you buy of a fence? Not…

This is a poem inspired by the people who annoy me the most. The ranting and raving of the man…

Here are three short poems, each consisting of four words: A drink, I think. A butterfly fluttered by. I sigh without pie….

Here is another poem, riffing on the theme of artist’s block. Sitting, I stare. Stuck. The blank screen before me,…

A poem about silence and noise. Silence. Unbearable silence. Can’t think for the silence. But, can think without noise. Mustn’t…

Whilst trying to think of something to create today, I was struggling with writer’s block, so I wrote this poem……

The final part of my Grubblebucket Saga, called The Final Wellformation. Finally, with wendering booklables you fronish. Unkenny to the…

A sequel to my Vogon-style poem from the other day. Tho fraffing mortals pribblydumb, I never wangulate probosually like Grubblebucket. Tarandialed and…

I wrote this nonsense poem, having been inspired by Vogon poetry, commonly used as a torture method: Ah Grubblebucket, you…

For today’s creative offering I used three packs of Rory’s Story Cubes to pick nine words/ideas at random, which were: Magic Wand, Hand, Rainbow, Telescope, Cave, Viking…