So, here we are once more, in the season of mist and mellow fruitfulness. But for poems to bear fruit, they must successfully avoid Mr Block…
And so I once again misappropriate the trusty-old list of thought-prompters provided by the good folks at Inktober to shake-out a few short pieces from the noggin over the coming couple of weeks. The important thing to remember is to not take these too seriously.
The illustrations, incidentally, are quite unconnected to the poems and are simply some works of art I’ve found online that I want to share with you:
Scratchy (as in a head-scratcher)
