Ian Badcoe Poetry

Breakfast milk, earlier today. This poem came from its epigram, a Kurt Vonnegut line that struck me while I was reading Slaughterhouse-F...

A small, quirky, offering, this time... How people really think about the World, and their life in it, is one of the great unacknowledge...

A city morning, earlier today This is a recent poem, so I apologise to those who have already seen/heard it on poetry forums. However ...