Book of poems written for the second and third years of the Promptly Poetry Challenge. |
| From Golden Boy to Pariah How grateful I was for the gift of being myself, lonely soul with a foothold in the world, amazed at the chance, amid the millions that decided my fate. And now, looking back, the irony so striking, still happy to be, but anathema to them all for the sin of being British. Line count: 12 Free verse For Promptly Poetry, Week 34 Prompt: Write a poem from a child’s point of view. |