Photo by Sam van Bussel on Unsplash
I observe from upstairs on the bus,
The folks in the gloom and their fuss.
Beneath each London grin,
I see spirits worn thin,
Like a soul-tax that's levied on us.
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Conor Darrall
Short-stories, poetry and random scribblings. Irish traditional musician, sword student, draoi and strange egg. Bipolar/ADD. Currently querying my novel 'The Forgotten 47' - @conordarrall / www.conordarrall.com
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Outstanding
Excellent work. Looking forward to reading more!
Top insight
Excellent storytelling
Original narrative & well developed characters
Comments (11)
Worthy mention! I have followed and will be sure to find time to read more of your work! :-)
Excellent! Loved the way you ended it. Congrats.
Great limerick! Congratulations on the win!
Nicely done. Congrats
nice limerick!
Great!! Congratulations on runner up! It's a true winner!!!💖💖💕
Congrats! I like the depth in this one. Well done!!
Oof, that's quite the picture you painted. Looks like the one I see on the TTC in Toronto. Well done and congratulations on placing Runner Up!
Woohoo! Love this one! It could be the opening to short story or chapter in a novel! Congratulations on your win!
I’m so glad to see that you placed in this challenge!! Awesome job! 👏👏👏😁
Good one!