17 December 2010 ~ 0 Comments

Wherever She Knelt

For Wherever she knelt Sweet flowers she smelt And the green of the leaves In the sycamore tree For wherever she sat She took off her hat Ant boweth to each bird and each bee For wherever she roamed There were hedgehogs and gnomes And the bright summer sun gazing down For wherever she strolled […]






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17 December 2010 ~ 0 Comments

Where Is Or a Question of Nature

“Tweet”, said the bluebird to the flower The dandelion smiled while counting each hour: “The wind blows cold, the nights are long” The singing of the lark as the wind cuts through the grass: “It’s morning! It’s day! The night has passed!” The sun smiled at the clouds as they slowly passed: “The ducks swim […]






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14 December 2010 ~ 0 Comments

A Selection of My Earliest Poems (at Age 7)

From an early age, I felt the need to rhyme things – I think poetry is in my blood as my great-uncle Harry also enjoyed writing poems and many of my family have or had a way with words. My mother worked as a secretary and I remember asking her to type out these poems […]






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14 December 2010 ~ 0 Comments

Flowers

This one was published in the Sheffield Journal, a local newspaper, as the winner of the “Poet’s Corner” on 27 August 1992. I vaguely remember winning either a fiver or a tenner – I was quite happy at the time. I was 14. Red is the poppy Which dances all day In fields of corn […]






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