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Category Archives: poetry
Grammar Disappointment…
I was banished today as a group of Quilters descended on the house and Dog and I were surplus to requirements. We took ourselves for a walk. Also took my laptop so, at a suitable coffee stop, I could have … Continue reading
Inspiration
This was inspired by Chelsea Owens but only I am to blame. I wonder, does it have merit? Or should it have stayed locked up? Poetry is a difficult subject, like parental sex and dissing the host’s attempts to create … Continue reading
The Battle Of The Garden
It is spring; it’s lovely outside. And I’ve been in my garden. I wrote this poem last year; obviously I was a little frustrated If at any point my life seems drab and stale My head begins to ache, my … Continue reading
Posted in gardens, miscellany, poems, poetry
Tagged April, flowers, garden, poem, poetry
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Tuneless Indeed: Where’s The Moral In This #terrible poetry
Chelsea Owens has this thing, about terrible poetry. Here are two. Last week she wanted a rewritten popular song with a satirical edge so, well, Lucy In The Sky with Diamonds has been mullered as requested. This week it’s a … Continue reading
Posted in miscellany, poems, poetry
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The Glory Of The Garden: Wither Goes It? #poem #rudyardkipling
From time to time I like to ruin one of the Nation’s favourite poems, as voted some years ago in a BBC poll. This time I have been musing on the hottest ever February, in doing so, have taken an … Continue reading
Posted in miscellany, poems, poetry
Tagged climate change, poem, poetry, Rudyard Kipling, the glory of the garden
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Love Sonnets And Terrible Poetry
Warning: this is a tacky post with poems that, well, are terrible, except the first and I didn’t write that… Willie Shakespeare had a way with Sonnets. As you do. One of his more famous ones was his 130th… SONNET … Continue reading
Please Mrs Patterson #poem
It’s a while since I ruined a great poem but hey, why not? The first snow has arrived here in London – pretty bloody feeble too so in order to celebrate, and taking Allan Ahlberg’s brilliant Please Mrs Butler as my inspiration, … Continue reading
