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My poem, ‘When there’s nothing you can do, you wait,’ is published by the Rebelle Society. This poem is for all those who have waited
I lost my uncle on 28th of September to COVID-19 within three weeks of my grandma’s passing.
When I lost my grandma on September 9th, I thought I still had him.
If I don’t watch out, I’ll slip
Slide down the rabbit hole
And not find my way up
So, I hold on desperately
To a branch I’ve known
Smooth is its bark
Sturdy, easiest to hold
so I think
Today, we’d like to challenge you to write a poem of the possible. What does that mean? Well, take a look at these poems by
The below poem won the third prize in the World Peace and Harmony Association Rules: 12 to 16 lines I ponder wistfully with a sigh,