Rob Sowrey : Writing

Hands full of shells

Hands full of shells

A Poem by Rob Sowrey


a poem about the activities on my St Ives break.
Ballad of a dying man

Ballad of a dying man

A Poem by Rob Sowrey


Thoughts of a mans final view of the world as he lays waiting for deaths door.
I See You

I See You

A Poem by Rob Sowrey


Through the eyes of a young Afghan boy, he sees only pain.
Ghost of Afghanistan

Ghost of Afghanistan

A Poem by Rob Sowrey


A poem about our soldiers fighting an endless war.