The Tombstone

The Tombstone

THE TOMBSTONE© ​I stumbled across a lonesome graveOn a hot, clammy day;Overspread with clutching weedAnd grass gone to seed.The neglected grave tore at my heart,And initiated speculation into the life and timesOf the occupant; an English lass,Who passed at the age of...
A Rhino’s Tale

A Rhino’s Tale

A RHINO’S TALE. ©  ​I was born free on the African plains,Underneath the umbrella thorn tree.Whilst still wet from birth,I lay in the long sweet grass,As the gentle morning sun spread its warmthThroughout perfect little me.I welcomed the world cosseted and...