From 2014: The Happening Clodagh Delahunty-Forrest David was awoken by his coughing and the smell of smoke. He heard rummaging in his room, he looked
If Only Clodagh Delahunty-Forrest A ferocious flame Secretly bubbles away Amber embers melting Into charcoal decay The warmth disappears Into smokes of grey Dissolving into
My country has been torn apart And so has my grieving heart, Our life has been turned upside down The bombs have tortured our town,
Terror in the Tower Clodagh Delahunty-Forrest I follow a cobbled path and the screams to the dilapidated tower So dark, creepy, dominating and sour
Cruel Fate Clodagh Delahunty-Forrest Othello I care for, Othello I love A black army general as sweet as dove, We got married in secret
The Happening Clodagh Delahunty-Forrest David was awoken by his coughing and the smell of smoke. He heard rummaging in his room, he looked up
Poems for Grace and Abigail Clodagh Delahunty-Forrest (Walsall) Poem for Grace Hello my name is Grace I come from Ghana, I live with my
The Prize Clodagh Delahunty-Forrest (Walsall) Murdering hands the fairies indeed have. Cutting through the air standing ruthless on insects and flies. Razor-sharp spears like
Don’t Answer The Door Clodagh Delahunty-Forrest (Walsall) Playing the scene over and over again in my head I knew this would haunt me forever:
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