Poetry Drafts / 13 September 2020

tiny wellies

I was bottle-fed from the very start,
A parental shame at an adequate
Temperature. Just right to set, like
Concrete in my tiny wellies, just right
To shape the path that lay ahead.

About The Author

Hayden Veil

In an earlier incarnation, Hayden Veil enjoyed a successful career in software engineering, writing late-night poetry in pursuit of sanity. On 2 February 2020, the world of Hayden Veil changed: Ghosts became real and with its soul laid bare there was no turning back from the perpetual path of poetry.