The Sincerest For Of Poetry
Apprenticed To My Mother
Walking Into Trouble
Dead Flies and Sherry Trifle
The Last Will Of Sven Andersen
Booms And Busts
Buster & Moo
Salisbury Square
My Father and Other Liars
Life In A Conversation
Life, in a Grain of Sand
Life In A Flash
Tag Archives: poem
Driving Ambition – A Poem
My driving is perfection.I know this because I drive a Ford Cliche,And have one aim when behind the wheel:to remove the worst driver in the world,Arthur Goode, from Britain’s roads.In my car, I am perfection,I am the enemy of the … Continue reading
A Thought… #limerick
The Right Reverend Dean of Dundalk Liked to help newly weds with ‘The Talk’. ‘Now don’t you go bragging, For a weekend of shagging Will leave you both unable to walk…’
Holiday Temptations
A blogging friend (Anabel who posts here) is off to Lewis in the Hebrides for a holiday later this year. I holidayed there with the Textiliste back in 2015 and we had a splendid time of it. I even waxed … Continue reading
A Golden Shovel Poem (Part One) #terriblepoetry
Chel Owens tempts us, here with her terrible poetry prompt, though this one isn’t actually hers. Take a famous poem. Take each word in the first – or other line – and use those words to end the lines of … Continue reading
There Yet: A Poem
I moaned, as a child If made to go on a walk. ‘It’s good for you,’ he’d say. As if I cared. Those miles, Wasted space in a day. Each step a trial Each foot a mile. Pointless to ask, … Continue reading
It’s Just A Number
Funny thing, birthdays. They keep turning up, like the man who regularly knocks on the front door and tries to sell me horse manure. ‘Lovely stuff, Mr Le Pard. Nice and friable. Good for the roses.’ Like my birthdays. This … Continue reading
Misled #poem
I have been the subject of a fiddle, Seduced by the central aisle in Lidl. I went to buy some chocolate buttons But before I knew it I’d stumbled up on: An ebony statue of Liz and Phil; An ancient … Continue reading
What Larks! #limerick
Lance Greenfield has recently been running Esther Chilton’s weekly Limerick prompt. This week’s prompt is lark, stimulated, so Lance tells us by his love of Vaughan Williams ‘Lark ascending’. So I ended up with this… A Lark ascending, by and … Continue reading
Did Someone Say ‘Cabbages’? #poem
PISSARRO FOUND POETRY IN THE CABBAGE If you listen to the fashionistas of the modern culinary arts, When they describe perfect roasts or sumptuous lemon tarts, You’ll hear their words of praise for all those fruits and meat And how … Continue reading
Passing The Baton #poem #poetry
Some 12/13 years ago, the Textiliste and I drove to Nottingham, to Sherwood Hall where our son, Sam was to be based for the first year of his history and politics degree. He was excited, nervous maybe and me… I … Continue reading
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