by Don Holmes | Mar 28, 2016 | Poetry
I’ve never met A single pet That made a cup of tea Or dried the pots Or undid knots They’re all no use to me I’ve seen some dogs Dressed up in togs Their owners think they’re funny But could they dust? Get rid of rust? Or make me toast with honey? Now most folk claim...
by Ron Martin | Mar 24, 2016 | Poetry
Devoting ourselves to others is a wonderful thing to do To recognise their needs and being prepared to do anything we can To sacrifice our comfort for the sake of someone else To show that we believe in the brotherhood of man There are so many folk whose real needs...
by Ron Martin | Mar 24, 2016 | Poetry
I was waiting patiently for the postman to arrive Waiting for the post always filled me with expectation I always hoped that he would bring me a surprise Such as news of a bequest from a long lost relation At last I heard the footsteps on the drive Then I heard the...
by Ron Martin | Mar 24, 2016 | Poetry
Yesterday we said that today would be tomorrow And tomorrow we shall say that today was yesterday And though we may think of tomorrow as our future Tomorrow, today will be part of our history We can sit back and reflect upon our history Or even wonder what the future...
by Brian Fairful | Mar 16, 2016 | Poetry
1. I stand alone: in silent reverence; Thinking of youth, gone, cruelly torn away. Forever young, while I am old and grey, I still remember them, each passing day. 2. Just as it was, with poppies al; around; I stand with head bowed, and remember them. Off we all...
by Richard Gildea | Mar 9, 2016 | Poetry
No Nightingale e’er trill’d sweet song as she When educated Sister caught one’s ear In answer to God’s call, her plea twud be “Give hope to strick’n soldiers in Crimea” Thru Nursing didst propose to ease their pain Midst training hand pick’d staff to fight...
