Brockenhurst Rowan Carteret

Rowan Carteret Brockenhurst

Not always writing, at the end of a smart phone Hijacking the email at a diffident time Cracked for marrow, siphoning the bone Future queens of content, poisoning conversation Cutting through silk, mumbling on the quiet.

This mark is good for you, like it or otherwise Picking ou husband’s on a father’s free will, The essential bowing down to the break of dusk The hungry minion basis in its own cold Hitting gibes at the less fortunate, a date sealed.

What to give for another leeway! This substance abuse, Flying in your own hands above a universal slob, To cease and desist from the potential snowflakes Crying out scandal, at least before time Inferno in a heart wiping out transgression.

A place for the self-absorbed, true, it is, Right time for repentance, paying through the nose, Growing in stately fear, a port in a storm Home truths of hell measuring precious deeds Expelled at midnight through the wedding feast.

Rippling through good, the stately mansions bleating Gone through sarcasm in a classroom brawl Lies and conjectures roving through desertion Falling in hate a growth more than cancer burns Not returning ever, evermore aged and foolish.