A Sleepless Night

The demon child
screamed through the night
angry and wild
confused with fright
Her teething pain
made her complain
in fear, poor dear

© Stephen W. Buchanan 2021

Originally published advertising free at “If You Haven’t Got A Sonnet”

Tossing Wrenches (or Spanners)

I am but one
of many cogs
making it run
until there’s clogs
Why do some fools
twist all the rules
and sheer the gears

© Stephen W. Buchanan 2021

Originally published advertising free at “If You Haven’t Got A Sonnet”

I bought myself
a little time
Placed on a shelf
where I could climb
Though hard to see
it chimes for me
and tolls my soul

Originally published advertising free at “If You Haven’t Got A Sonnet”