My dad fell off a wall at the villa in Spain so we were stuck out there for weeks! I was bored enough for the week we were supposed to be there. No telly. No i-pod (I forgot my charger) No computer. Aaargh!
I really missed Martin (sorry to be soppy Mart) and my little brother made friends with a little weirdo brat from Bristol called Piddy who was either screaming at the top of his voice about Transformers or trying to look up my skirt/down my top. Mom reckons he was "going through a difficult stage" and that I wasn't helping by covering his Optimus Prime in raw egg and then baking it for ten minutes.
We got back yesterday at about two in the morning. It has been nearly a month since I put a bird poem up. I promise I will never leave you so long again.
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Abacus
About my blog
Hi.
I'm Abacus. I'm 16. I'm from Didsbury.
I'm always scribbling in my notebooks and I thought why not put some of these thoughts on the web for other people to read?
These are my poems. I know I'm no Shakespeare or anything like that but that's OK. If you don't like them you don't have to read them.
I wanted to theme my poems so I have taken as my influence the great Holcroft Adams. In the thirties he wrote a series of poems about birds called An Alphabet of Flying Whimsy. My poems are less whimsical than his. They are about birds but also about me and my life. About growing up and what it is like being a teenager.
There will be two hundred poems in total each named after a bird. I will take the bird as my original inspiration and then move from there.
I love birds and I love poetry. I hope you do to.
Abacus xx
I'm Abacus. I'm 16. I'm from Didsbury.
I'm always scribbling in my notebooks and I thought why not put some of these thoughts on the web for other people to read?
These are my poems. I know I'm no Shakespeare or anything like that but that's OK. If you don't like them you don't have to read them.
I wanted to theme my poems so I have taken as my influence the great Holcroft Adams. In the thirties he wrote a series of poems about birds called An Alphabet of Flying Whimsy. My poems are less whimsical than his. They are about birds but also about me and my life. About growing up and what it is like being a teenager.
There will be two hundred poems in total each named after a bird. I will take the bird as my original inspiration and then move from there.
I love birds and I love poetry. I hope you do to.
Abacus xx
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