Roses | Sammi Cox

Roses are red, violets are blue
I’ve been counting the ways I used to love you
But it doesn’t matter, that is all gone
The past is the past, and we’ve got to move on


Sammi Cox is from the UK and spends her time writing and making things. Her poetry and short fiction have been published in various places online and in print. Her first collection of tiny tales, One Turn of The Wheel was published by Three Drops Press in 2017. Find her at: https://sammiscribbles.wordpress.com/

Originally posted on the site: 21/02/2020

We Met In Autumn | Sammi Cox

We met in autumn
Beneath leaves of red and gold
A love that burned bright
But ended in the winter
With the frost and snow and ice


Sammi Cox is from the UK and spends her time writing and making things. Her poetry and short fiction have been published in various places online and in print. Her first collection of tiny tales, One Turn of The Wheel was published by Three Drops Press in 2017. Find her at: https://sammiscribbles.wordpress.com/

Selected by the editor as a featured submission, August 2020

Originally posted on the site: 10/02/2020

In the Gloom | Sammi Cox

Frosty and foggy
Footsteps crunch underfoot
Secrets remain hidden
In the gloom
A cold embrace
Yet it warms my heart


Sammi Cox is from the UK and spends her time writing and making things. Her poetry and short fiction have been published in various places online and in print. Her first collection of tiny tales, One Turn of The Wheel was published by Three Drops Press in 2017. Find her at: https://sammiscribbles.wordpress.com/

Originally posted on the site: 20/12/2019

An Uninvited Guest | Sammi Cox

The crash was deafening. Sitting bolt upright, my head pounded in that unique way it does when you’ve woken too quickly from a deep sleep, leaving you disoriented.

The noise came again, suddenly in the silence. I fell out of bed. Stumbling to my feet, half-blind with confusion, I opened my bedroom door to be greeted by the strangest sight. A little man, with very big ears, hands and feet.

‘Sorry. Took a wrong turn. The door closed behind me. Looks like I’m stuck here.’

‘Door?’

‘Portal. You know. Looks like I’ll be staying for a while.’


Sammi Cox is from the UK and spends her time writing and making things. Her poetry and short fiction have been published in various places online and in print. Her first collection of tiny tales, One Turn of The Wheel was published by Three Drops Press in 2017. Find her at: https://sammiscribbles.wordpress.com/

Originally posted on the site: 30/09/2019

Unconditional Love | Sammi Cox

“I must love you very much,”
She whispers with a sigh
Before picking her cat
Off her favourite jumper
Which is now covered in cat hair
And is almost certainly ruined
Like all the other ones
The cat’s curled up on before


Sammi Cox is from the UK and spends her time writing and making things. Her poetry and short fiction have been published in various places online and in print. Her first collection of tiny tales, One Turn of The Wheel was published by Three Drops Press in 2017. Find her at: https://sammiscribbles.wordpress.com/

Originally posted on the site: 27/09/2019