Autumn

Ploughed fields with furrows straight muddy tracks leading out of gate changing colours of leaves on trees wafting gently on the breeze longer evenings drawing in. get out your Flour and rolling pin Meat and potato or Apple pies that make you drool and roll your eyes...

Dejavu

I see you in your comfy chair As if alone with vacant stare Thoughts maybe, of years gone bye A wistful glance a little sigh The girl I married no longer there sits as alone , its so unfair All is not as it used to be It breaks my heart and all can see A hurried trip...

Evil Wars

Should all our Prayers bring hope for peace for world wide conflicts all to cease An end to wars around the globe brought by one wearing a simple robe or Arab headdress simply worn or one who wore a crown of thorn Those who’s prayers rise from minaret or steeple...

The Pen is Mightier than the Sword

The pen is mightier than the Sword It brings to all the written word Commandments, Letters, Creed or Deed Our guide in life how to proceed Our property or rights divest With Illuminated Scroll or Family Crest All that we could ever want, With Chinese Symbols or...

Spring

A poem of spring we were asked to write But when I tried I became wound up tight. Does it mean green shoots on trees gently rippling on the breeze As I wonder , struggle and toil The mysteries of the helicoil does it mean some curly steel Round and round just like a...