THE LAND THAT MADE ME, ME.
Long ago and far away, In a land that time forgot, Before the days of Dylan, Or the dawn of Camelot. There lived a race…
CHRISTMAS AT THE GAS STATION.
The old man sat in his gas station on a cold Christmas Eve. He hadn’t been anywhere in years since his wife had passed away.…
Guy Fawkes
It’s November the fifth again folks The time for treason and plots Smoky bonfires lit up at night And baked spuds eaten hot Kiddies looking…
Life again.
I recently became Widowed after many years being fulltime carer, leaving me to start living life or what is left of it and lucky for…
A man/ woman is Not Old Till Regrets replace Dreams
A lot of aging is not aging but who we choose to become. When we were young we were being pushed and expected to do…
In Flanders Fields.
In Flanders Fields – John McRae In Flanders fields the poppies blow Between the crosses, row on row, That mark our place; and in the…
The weeds, the thorns, the trash bins.
We love flowers, we love butterflies, we love singing birds in our gardens. But we ignore the thorns on the rose plants on the multiple…
For Remembrance day
The following was apparently written by a 14 year old boy asked to produce a Remembrance Day poem as a school writing project. Quote. One…
Bonfire Nights in the 60s
Who remembers bonfire nights when they were younger? I remember we used to have a gang, (not a nasty gang lol) more a group of…
Grumpy Old man, Cackling Old Woman, Sober, or Serene
As we age, what do we become or how are we perceived? I hear myself laughing and I think it sounds a bit like cackling.…