It's been a rough week - the boy's got a bad cough which means he's not sleeping much which means I'm not sleeping much, and we've got mice though I'm hoping not any more as all methods are currently in place to get rid of the pesky creatures!
I've just realised it's National Poetry Writing Month. I attempted last year to write a poem a day for the month of April and gave up half way through. So I'm giving it a go this year too. I probably won't have a poem for every day and I'll be away for a few days here and there but for fun and a good excuse to churn out drivel that might awaken a few ideas for poems down the line here's my first two efforts -
On barnacled sandstone I lie,
The stained-glass town,