Tag: mypoetry
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Mention the tiger, and straightaway the words of William Blake’s poem come into my mind. The first verse of this poem is forever in my…
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The morning of the first Lockdown on 23rd March 2020 I awake to a strange sound. ‘What is that sound?’ I ask.We live alongside a busy…
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Number 22 Bishopsgate is a building so vast it casts a shadow onto the clouds This unusual photo shows 22 Bishopsgate in the distance with…
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It’s the time of year for a Robin picture! So, here is a watercolour I painted in honour of Christmastide. We were walking on an…
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Where would we be without the bee? Where would we be without the honeybee?We’d be in catastropheIt would not be funnyThere’d be no honeyNo summer…
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Hot Summer Fan Dance Hot summer heatCan be hard to bearto beat—To try to keep coolIn a stultifying poolOf breathless repressive airClammy sticky cloying sweatOn…
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