Tag Archives: Poem

Hmmm

Half me, half her. Qualities mine, faults hers. Hmmm. Some things about him aren’t either of us? Ok. Quarter her folks, quarter mine. Makes sense. Hang on a bit, Her folks aren’t all bad. Some of his qualities might be … Continue reading

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Winter

A bit like being winded by a whack in the solar plexus, this poem takes the wind out of your sails – and leaves you gasping. Clive James’s wit and humour of have always been rapier sharp. But here, his … Continue reading

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Half past Eight

Sat in the car Ferrying daughter, A thought came to mind So tell her I oughta… “For the first time in eight years I’ve had enough sleep.” “Why’s that Dad?” “Cos you’ve stopped waking us up!” “In that case it’s … Continue reading

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Dearth of Verse

A dearth of verse Makes me wonder Whether my inner life Is playing second fiddle To putting myself on the stage I’m living in interesting times And putting my shoulder to the wheel Leaving precious little time For introspection Or … Continue reading

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An Ordinary Day to Remember

Scooting around Nothing profound Passing the day Having a play Boy and his dad Momentarily sad I’m in my prime His smile is sublime But time is finite One day will be twilight And then away So remember this day. … Continue reading

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Jubilee Camping

Jubilee camp Periodically damp Some sun Decent fun Well fed And some early beds Good group A sizeable troupe The final night Clear and bright By the fire side A beacon spied And a firework spray At the end of … Continue reading

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Sun’s Out

Sun’s out Scooting about What better way To spend the day Than chatting and laughing With my adorable offspring It doesn’t take much to make a great day. Some sunshine and a leisurely chore or two in which to engage … Continue reading

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Terse Verse

If music be the food of love Is poetry a bowlful of life? A question crossed my mind the other day – do I only spontaneously write poetry when I’m cross about something? I’m sure I’ve written happy poems, but … Continue reading

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April Showers

Rain rain go away Me and the boy set out to play Driven back by hoods a dripping When we should have been a skipping Two straight weeks of being soaked Is now getting beyond a joke. Me and the … Continue reading

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Keeping the home campfires burning

April fools under canvas Sunlit striking Followed by lightning Humans huddle Around a smoky campfire Back to basics Hot and cold comforts Austerity Britain Keeping afloat with the Joneses Unseasonal camping confirms Keeping warm With friends and family Is all. … Continue reading

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