Some poems for mood swings
You can’t eat a doughnut delicately.
Sugared lips demand repeated sweeps
Of your pasty sticky tongue.
And thick red nectar squirts or drips
No matter how you turn
This golden speckled feast.
So that, jam stained
As a voracious three year old,
You self consciously
Lick and slurp the errant filling
From embarrassed fingers.
A primary school teacher for over 40 years, Steve now writes stories for children. Titles include Fidget the Heron and Bluster & Snide the bullying bantams. Two books have been published for adults. Witches Knickers supports North West Cancer Research and Wizards Y Fronts supports the Samaritans. Steve is married with two grown up children and two grandchildren. View more posts
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