new poetry – Page 4 – WILDsound Festival

Charlie The Mouse, Poetry by Margaret Robertson

My name is Charlie and I’m a little mouse

I live behind the skirting board in a posh house

I loved living here it was my dream

Until the lady saw me and began to scream

The Man, Poetry by Edward Matyja

Poetry: DARK, FAMILY, FEAR, HURT, PAINFUL, RHYME, and SAD. The Man by Edward Matyja Pills. He took a plethora of pills. A provided, pompous, plethora of pills being popped every day without stop. Properly placing the provided, pompous, plethora of petite, purple pills into his palm, and then popping them down his throat. He does it… Continue reading The Man, Poetry by Edward Matyja