Sweet Seventeens

Sweet Seventeens

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Rosie’s much loved first collection. ‘How much life can you squeeze into seventeen syllables? Quite a lot if you’re Rosie Johnston. Some of these poems are like tiny stories, others like soft pillows, others like pieces of ice. Read them and you’ll want to write a few of your own!’ Author, Vestal McIntyre.


Water, olives, fresh clams to come,
I lick sunlit
sheep’s cheese off my thumb.

Lie soft, gentle winged creature,
roped and dazed,
you’re safe unless you struggle.

A dog called Fear covers my feet.
I nudge
his ribs, smile and watch him go.

A bud held tight between two palms
will try
but it can never flower.

The world is mine now, I cup
it pulsing
breath-born in my hand, vital.