Jack Growden

(1997 / Townsville, Australia)

Poems of Jack Growden

1. Age 7/4/2014
2. Always 11/6/2013
3. Autumn Leaves 5/8/2013
4. Beneath One Sky 10/17/2013
5. Bidding Adieu 4/23/2014
6. Born Years Too Late 4/10/2014
7. Brelles 7/27/2013
8. Brelles - French Version 7/27/2013
9. Caged 3/21/2013
10. Clearer In My Dreams -new- 7/15/2014
11. Dearest Nelly 10/10/2013
12. Down By Mavers Hill 7/27/2013
13. Driftwood at Sunset 10/15/2013
14. Early Mourning 12/24/2013
15. Escaping Port Arthur 10/16/2013
16. Eulogy For Youth 1/11/2014
17. Evening Contemplation 10/22/2013
18. Faces 6/9/2014
19. Fall From Grace 3/27/2014
20. February 3/20/2014

The 'Chapel

When the clocks did chime for the eleventh hour
Well after the Sun had completed its fall,
The darkest of Whitechapel's darkest,
Staggered from an alley, in a hunched-over crawl.
With nary a moon to behold, light was scarce,
And t'was a lamppost that brought him into view.
Such a haggard mess he was indeed,
His teeth a bare yellow few.
A matted mane sat upon his face,

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