Rob Sowrey : Writing

Walking Home Alone

Walking Home Alone

A Poem by Rob Sowrey


You walk home alone one summer night across an eerie field of corn, unseasonal winds blow upon your face, that’s now feeling torn. Ahead y..
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.