Poems hiding in the woods and under the bed
Hey, I write poems, you know. (Maybe you write poems too.)
Somewhere a poet
is cleaning a bathroom.
Somewhere a cleaner
is writing a poem.
If you like this blog for any reason at all, you may well enjoy the poems on my other blog, Poems in the wild.
I adore having this outlet for poems old and new. I adore taking or selecting a photo that ridiculously contradicts or sweetly complements the poem. I kind of like it being almost a secret, but as it’s the gifting season, I offer you the URL. Take a peek. You might enjoy this other side of Rachel.
11 thoughts on “Poems hiding in the woods and under the bed”
Thank you for sharing, I will definitely take a look
Then I’m happy!
Thanks for sharing, Rachel!
Thanks for looking!
I’m sure I was following it some months ago but I can’t think what happened then… I like your poems. 🙂
They are shy
This will be a holiday treat for me.
That pleases me again.
I had better keep writing then…
Sharpen that mind and getting those creative juices flowing!