Big Triku ‘Helping at a Show’

Alone, I walked the

empty halls – stopped by a view

of the cold grey sea.

~

And I found friends inside, and

people flowed in in swelling tides with

voices as warm as summer.

~

I might know what such

days can be, if I let them

rise to memory.

Author: Nick Rowe

I started writing poetry as a hobby early in 2018. I’m excited about having a Blog and hope that some readers will share in my enjoyment of the poems. I am also interested in feedback to help me develop in my writing, whether positive or critical.

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