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November 12th
Was it only yesterday the dust filled rays of Autumn sunlight streamed through this coloured glass? Women and children in subdued Sunday best. Men in dark suits or pressed serge. All united with a splash of bright red. Protected by road blocks, armed guards and...
In Winter Chill
It’s cold outside, the winters here It’s always cold this time of year. We stand outside as winter blows in silence next to white stone rows. So many people come here too All come to show we remember you. Our fallen warriors, heroes all Whose names are etched upon the...
The Poppy Sellers:
Its that time of year, when leaves are falling, That the poppy sellers come a calling, Or stand on a cold and draughty street, Rubbing their hands and stamping their feet, Shopper’s rush by in an endless crush, And you stand and you stand in strange kind of hush, Or...
LAMBLEY DUMBLES
Where Woodborough Road And Spring Lane meet Across the stile There lies a treat A field of green That leads you to A magic place A tranquil view Rolling hills Of modest size Are there to please The traveller’s eyes At every turn A meadow green Where you might watch A...
LITTLE OLD HEDGE TRIMMER ME
I knew straight away that it wasn’t my day When out of the house her voice shouted "Ray" "Those thorn bushes at the end of the grass Are now out of hand so please move your ass Get them all tidied and don’t you dare moan I know you were hiding in the shed all alone."...
The Ebb of The Tide
On Castle Hill, the Romans kept watch Boasted of conquests, and battles once fought Worshipping their gods at their altars of stone Knowing in their hearts they would never go home. The family’s fortune would rise and would fall The Senhouses’ bed was lowered from the...