It stands at the end of the pier
A reminder of the good old days
Of seaside holidays, of sandcastles and donkeys
And don’t forget … Read the rest
My Poetry
Mother and Foal
High in the Long Mynd
Ignoring the sharp wind
A mother and her foal
Are at ease as they dine
Cars stop, passengers admire
These … Read the rest
A Track
A track high in the Long Mynd
Do you wonder how many generations
Have walked and been amazed
As around them sheep and horses grazed… Read the rest
The Old Dead Tree
Under the grey and stormy sky
The old dead tree still stands tall
And if you stop beside
You will hear her cry
Her branches … Read the rest
Sit a While and Sing a Song
The noise of life fills my day
Endless comings and goings
Everyone trying to have their say
So, I sit a while and sing a … Read the rest
Colette
An elegant lady from France
Yet an international traveller
Who also loves to dance
She is a wandering spirit, free and sure
Over mountains, valleys … Read the rest
A New Taste
While rain fell outside
Inside Ann mixed Pimms with flair
Our French friends discovered a new taste
On a wet morning in Michele and George’s … Read the rest
Lilies in the Rain
By the side of the cabin, quiet and still
Lilies burst from their pot
Pink and yellow petals, amazing and wide
Welcoming drops from the … Read the rest
A Palm Tree
Through my window, elegant and tall
A palm tree stands alone
A green wonder as still as night
Whispering dreams as night draws in
Resilient Folk
Rain may fall
Sun may shine
But all in all
Everything will be fine
Town Twinners are resilient folk
We can deal with a bit … Read the rest