Category: poetry
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A flying London busman sails his ghostly empty London bus unstopping past the empty bus-stops and shuttered shops, cafés, restaurants and pubs—doomed to ride on…
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A poem comment on how the city feels to me this morning under the threat of Coronavirus compared to normal times.
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Today, it has rained incessantly—so, I thought a couple of photos taken while the sun was out at Blickling and a bit of Wordsworth might…
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The Grey Seals of Horsey is a story about the seals that come ashore on the coast of Norfolk to give birth, mate and then…
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Look down and see the stars! A short poem on rain, car headlamps and seeing stars…
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The first Wednesday of November is National Stress Awareness Day—which runs alongside the International Stress Awareness Week. So, I’m doing my part and stressing for…
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I know there is a fox who lives in a small wildlife garden in the City of London. There are telltale signs—leftovers from a recent…
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I’m swimming in the seaWhen a seal pops up in front of me Wheeeeeee! I squeal A moment Caught in thought— This can’t be bought!…
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August Heat is the title of an anonymous poem that I rather like. It describes exactly what I do when the weather is hot. It…
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