About Makenna Purvis

The lonely tree

The lonely tree sits quietly by itself, slowly growing. It has a thick mossy trunk  that splits into two and shoots up into the sky.  The trunks feel rough some bits of bark are spikey and have pointy ends that poke you. The trunk is a deep brown colour. At the top of the tree there [...]

A nothing poem

This poem is not about a talking fish. It’s not about you or the number two. Its not about  a kangaroo wearing one shoe. Or anything at all.   This poem is not about a flying cat or a talking bat. It’s not about a pig in a wig. It’s not about this or that. Or [...]