11 January 2018

Poetry Thursday

It stands on the Goswell Road
Today the poem comes from you -- this stump-fantasy cries out for some sort of ode, or at least a haiku. Go to it! (No prizes, just a bit of fun....)


Liesbeth Williams said...

Down at street level
You are welcome
This is where your roots are
Make yourself at home

Sue Sharples said...

I may have lost my head,
But there's still a way in,
My door is always open,
To get down to earth.

patty a. said...

Red door evokes wonder
Thoughts of mysterious places
Do I dare go there?