by Rachel Piercey | Jun 27, 2025 | Issue 9 poems
Mercury’s seeking speedy thrills on Orlando’s fastest rides Venus loves the cloudy Himalayan mountainsides Earth’s the life and soul of a party in Capri Mars has gone to Egypt to bob about in the Red Sea Jupiter’s baggage weighs it down on a tricky Outback stroll...
by Rachel Piercey | Jun 27, 2025 | Issue 9 poems
This poem begins with a quotation by John Ruskin “Nature is painting for us, day after day, pictures of infinite beauty.” Nothing is beyond her fresh, age-old hands: she scatters silvery stars across watercoloured oceans and inky midnight skies and chalks the feathery...
by Rachel Piercey | Jun 27, 2025 | Issue 9 poems
Went to London for the first time last weekend, you know that big city on that big river supposedly the capital Whatever that means Dad had to go there for work said it would be good to “see the sights” and boy, did we see the sights Now, don’t get me wrong I had a...
by Rachel Piercey | Jun 27, 2025 | Issue 9 poems
Socks left around. Dishes left out. Room all cluttered. Mouth all pout. Grades not perfect. Words not wise. Spilling some milk. Telling some lies. Though we sigh, Together we ride. Love stays strong. Hearts stay tied. * Shuba Mohan writes for children and...
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