Poem of the Day


Under the Stairs

By Lynelle Kendall


In my very big house

There’s a very small room

That’s just the right size for me


It’s under the stairs

It’s got pillows for chairs

And a torch so my teddies can see


There we read and we play

And tell stories all day

You see, we don’t need too much space


It’s all that I need

And I’m happy indeed

When I’ve crawled into my secret place.


  • Submitted in response to Poetry Prompt #1Poetryprompt1


Poem of the Day


A Secret Space

by Di Bates


There was shelter –

An upturned water tank

With an entrance hole —

My secret space

In the brittle summer bush

Where I’d hide,

Dark and bruised and splintered.


In those childhood days

I was an outlaw of sorts,

Travelling alone,

Not fitting anywhere,

Listening to cicadas throbbing

With song,

Beyond words,

Wanting nothing

But the arc of my mother’s arms.

  • Submitted in response to 2016 Poetry Prompt #1