by Don Holmes | May 8, 2015 | Poetry
On Skegness golden sandy beach The sea is often out of reach Don’t worry that its out of sight The children still squeal with delight As up and down the beach they run Whether there is rain or sun And after finding that lost sock They all head for the Skegness clock...
by Richard Gildea | May 7, 2015 | Poetry
“You talkin’ to me?” – “You talkin’ to me?” Repeated now at hearing latest news How could such words in truth, more dreadful be For one whose plans in life ‘at best diffuse’ Twud seem but plaintive plea falls on deaf ears “So much to see, so much to say and do”...
by Don Holmes | May 7, 2015 | Poetry
Last night I had the dream of dreams Amid the lights and audience screams Had they all come to hear ME sing? Oh no! I stood next to the King Then Elvis smiled that crooked smile And sang “Suspicion” for a while Then “wowed” them with “Heartbreak Hotel” Savouring each...
by Don Holmes | May 7, 2015 | Poetry
Just a-top of green Hall’s Hill We walked in single file Where sunny days gave us a view For mile after mile Through a gate, a stone wall lay Dividing wheat from corn And trees demanding to be climbed Where trousers soon were torn Soft skin was scraped against the...
by Richard Gildea | May 7, 2015 | Poetry
To share thy burden is no more than due When facing Man’s uncaring soul this day Within my heart each step I take anew In silence (tho tis hoped your pain convey) So many times I’ve turned the other cheek Whilst praying for such strength I wouldst implore “Sustain my...
by Richard Gildea | May 5, 2015 | Poetry
Cacophony of sound assaults mine ears When e’er our leaders vie to hog limelight No manners they display with hurtful smears By pressing home their party line, through slight In ‘power play’ with thoughts of each opined Tho points are scored (not one will count as...
