by Jan Hedger | Nov 29, 2008 | Poetry
They all think I like my life Bound as I am, by manicured front gardens And uniformed red brick drives BUT I DON’T. Everything dusted and polished by the person, That is the opposite of me; a body outside of itself. My hate transcends itself into the pummelling, Of...
by Jan Hedger | Nov 15, 2008 | Poetry
Down at the promenade on Remembrance Sunday For the open air service of thoughts and prayers The English Channel, a reminder, a memory, For many; for me – a sea of history. And in my thoughts, I asked curiously; Does the sea know, it saved us from the invading...
by Jan Hedger | Nov 15, 2008 | Poetry
A BAG IS FOR LIFE! The posters scream Meat, raw and bloody Falls from re used carriers Thin with over use Onto the wet car park. A BAG IS FOR LIFE! Buy one today! Screams the sign By the check out till As it eats up the pounds From overloaded trolleys A BAG IS FOR...
by Jan Hedger | Oct 16, 2008 | Poetry
His fingers caught in the tresses of her hair As he whirled her – high in the dance His dark – deep set eyes held possessiveness The intensity – of her eyes – flashed defiance. He would not be denied She would not be promised. As the music...
by Jan Hedger | Oct 8, 2008 | Poetry
Parental Guidance Of right and wrong Of strength and unity Of values and truth Of pride and humility Of trust and love Of saying goodbye. Training Of loyalty and support Of boozing and brotherhood Of cunning and guile Of discipline and stoicism Of killing and maiming...
