by Margaret Pedley | Mar 4, 2007 | Poetry
The year is 1950; the second world has been over for five years, Molly lives alone in a tiny cottage, by the river Dee, Rob her fiancée died in action October 6th six years ago in France, A chilly autumn evening finds Molly at home feeling restless, She opens the back...
by Margaret Pedley | Mar 4, 2007 | Poetry
Lemmings heading for the cliff top jump without thought! Following the group their instinct for survival is based on hope as they follow the one before! The human race is looking for a leader, throwing good after bad in the struggle to survive. The common man is soon...
by Margaret Pedley | Mar 4, 2007 | Poetry
As I walked along, I heard a voice loud and strong, “Oh shut up, how stupid!” “It cannot hear you” I said, “It’s a machine.” “Am I living in a dream?, Is this surreal?” “You are real, I said, and so am I.” Unneccessary clutter!”I heard him mutter, A world full of...
by Margaret Pedley | Mar 4, 2007 | Poetry
My brother and I, Taking off our shoes we run across the lawn breaking cobwebs of dew, Green shoots, with hearts of hope! Mothers smiles and all is well at the beginning of another summers day, It seems as if all the birds in the world are singing in our garden! We...
by Margaret Pedley | Feb 15, 2007 | Poetry
I’m sitting in my favourite place I close my eyes and remember! It’s wartime in England 1940, your face in my mind is in the blush of youth, We’re together again our essence intermingles, we’re in freefall! There’s no future only now, laughing and crying we make love!...
