by Don Holmes | Jun 20, 2012 | Poetry
I bought myself some Premium Bonds In nineteen seventy two I didn’t want a big return A twenty-five would do But Ernie must have passed me by No letter in the post He must know lots of other folk Who need his cash the most I don’t say that I’m really...
by Don Holmes | Jun 13, 2012 | Poetry
Emerging from his set In meadows bathed with gold The badger sniffs the air Not tempted to be bold How easy it would be To gambol in the sun Roll around the meadow As day is nearly done Everywhere there’s danger For this creature of the night Enemies are out...
by Don Holmes | Jun 13, 2012 | Poetry
Ears pricked and eyes alert His body taut with fear Hiding in the clover field And straining hard to hear The sound that made him quickly stop His evening hunt for food Could it be the threat of man That made him change his mood? A breeze then stirred the clover field...
by Don Holmes | May 28, 2012 | Poetry
Every year on father’s day I try to hide myself away Whilst others have a day of fun I’m left to be the lonely one No happy father holding me Happy as a dad should be No card or present do I buy Just me, alone, having a cry Wishing once that I just had The...
by Don Holmes | May 24, 2012 | Poetry
Hot and humid is the day The breeze a gentle thing It saps the energy of some And birds refuse to sing A tweet from passing sparrows A croak from an old crow They fly to shelter in the trees ‘Til stronger breezes blow Midges in their thousands Fly ’round...
