Jack and Jill went up the hill, to fetch a pail of water.
Dom Conlon's Stories and Poetry
When Sun was young
he rode the Earth on Hare’s back
They were playing football side by side
when the ball was passed but then went wide…
I can’t set you free from rules
or unlock every future…
Free from the darkness which held me tight
Free from the nappy I’d wear at night
must go and leave the sky.
A link to Dom’s poems about loss
This chess poem uses the same number of words as there are pieces on a board. You may also notice something about the first letter of each word on the first line. Rule Kindly...
The girl’s wolf was gone. Beneath a dark and angry sky the girl looked for the wolf but nobody in the village had seen him. The girl looked in her big, round...