Category Archives: Poetry & Stories

 Caustic British Humor

Where has all the caustic English humor gone, …. long time passing, Where has all the caustic English humor gone, …long time ago, Where has all the caustic English humor gone, young once left it somewhere one by one, when will they ever learn, when will they ever learn? In memory of Pete Seeger who […]

 A Valentines Day Poem

I found this poem on the internet. I don’t know who the author is, but it’s perfect for Valentines’ Day. This is for those who are lucky enough to have that ‘special someone’, cherish them, for those whose ‘special someones’, for whatever reason, are no longer around, I hope this brings back some special memories, […]

 Think of Me

Reading Norma’s (Nmod) poem ‘Dancing In The Dark’ reminded me of a poem I wrote several months ago, also dealing with the pain of a break up. As with Nmod, writing helped me cope and heal. Here it is. THINK OF ME If a memory can hold you close And keep you warm when the […]

 REMEMBER

A POEM WORTH READING though it appropriate for today. He was getting old and paunchy And his hair was falling fast, And he sat around the Legion, Telling stories of the past. Of a war that he once fought in And the deeds that he had done, In his exploits with his buddies; They were […]

 Fishing Weather Poem

When the wind is in the East, ‘Tis neither good for man or beast; When the wind is in the north, The skillful fisher goes not forth; When the wind is in the south, It blows the bait in the fishes’ mouth; When the wind is in the west, Then it’s at the very best. […]

 A little Poem .

Another year has passed and we’re all a little older. Last summer felt much hotter and winter seems much colder. There was a time, not long ago when life was quite a blast. Now I fully understand about ‘Living in the Past’ We used to go to weddings, football games and lunches. Now we go […]

 Poem of the year

The computer swallowed Grandma, Yes, honestly it’s true! She pressed ‘control’ and ‘enter’ And disappeared from view. It devoured her completely, The thought just makes me squirm. She must have caught a virus Or been eaten by a worm. I’ve searched through the recycle bin And files of every kind; I’ve even used the Internet, […]

 Awomans poem

He did t like the casserole and he did nt like my cake. He said my biscuits were too hard Not like his mother used to make. I did nt perk the coffee right He did nt like the stew, I did nt mend his socks The way his mother used to do I pondered […]