I'm running a day late, but hopefully will catch up tomorrow, I'd hate to blow it right at the end.
Round
Spokes of a cart wheel
turn, white against a grey sky
new eye of London.
Bowls of pumpkin soup
once a week reminder of home
at least they’ll eat it.
The shortest day
10 hours ago
the london eye was so scary!! :)
ReplyDeletei wrote over 30 poems but i missed the last few days. can i still count it as complete?
I'm not sure exactly how it works, there are guidelines over at poetic asides, seeing as the blog was eating comments I think there will be lots of people who didn't post everyday.
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