# concealed in the reflection, my shattered face a broken self #
Tag: My Small Stones Poetry
Scope – Small Stone # 31
throwing away the junk opens my eyes to the possibilities of space #
History – Small Stone # 30
history is lived each day
Guard duty – Small Stone # 29
the terrier guards against all trespassers, I never knew hedgehogs could scream * * * just so you know – … More
Back Home – Small Stone # 28
three words ‘I’m home Mum’ my world’s complete
Life – Small Stone # 23
a lone Monarch butterfly, tastes the leaves through its feet leaving before the main course They are celebrating Jingle Poetry … More
Needed – Small Stone # 22
she rings to ask my opinion, and the day seems less grey, the coffee smells better, my body doesn’t ache … More
Letting Go – Small Stone # 21
forgotten screensaver photo when was it the boy became a man ?
Knowledge – Small Stone # 20
studying the world I learn to know me
Charlie – Small Stone # 19
the tiny tawny tiger entangled in the drapes before dropping to score a goal