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Haiku Playtime

Music fills my head The rhythm of the dark hours is like no other Chords resonating Sound waves travel through the air waiting to be heard Jackie Parsons

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Review of a Marriage

The curtain opened. There she stood. She played her part to perfection. The opening act went well. He was mesmerised. Her words convinced him, spoke to his heart. She must become his leading lady, but he stumbled over his lines. … Continue reading

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Covent Garden

Among the pea sticks and neat rows of veg A nun stoops low to tend the shooting plants. A girl looks on, unseen beyond the edge Of this bucolic scene, caught in the slant Of late spring sunlight glancing through … Continue reading

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The Cricket Trophy

I doubt if anyone’s drunk from this vessel since my father won it in 1957. He wasn’t keen on beer, but his tankard stayed with him through 60 years and two house moves, till I claimed it at the final … Continue reading

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The Piper’s Story

I played as they gorged on fowl and flesh. Hoped there would be a morsel left for me. When they had had their fill and were drowsy with ale and mead, I went outside to the courtyard where folks were … Continue reading

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Headingley Poetry Trail: September 29th to October 4th 2025

To celebrate National Poetry Day 2025, poems written by members of Heartlines Creative Writers on this year’s theme of ‘PLAY’ will be displayed in café and shop windows around Headingley. A list of venues displaying poems can be obtained from … Continue reading

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Gathering

We eat and drink, we speak of this and that, the children play, the adults smile, we chat, and see ourselves, our eyes, the way we tilt our heads while thinking of the things we should have said about the … Continue reading

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Autumn Garden

The melancholy garden drips spent rain from brittle seed heads clustered on bent stalks. Ripe rose hips and unseasonal blooms enliven damp stone walls. We walk on Persian rugs of gold, red, umber, while gaunt trees stretch knotted fingers skyward … Continue reading

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Convent Garden

Among the pea sticks and neat rows of veg A nun stoops low to tend the shooting plants. A girl looks on, unseen beyond the edge Of this bucolic scene, caught in the slant Of late spring sunlight glancing through … Continue reading

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The Monet Gardens, Leeds. Lockdown.

The clematis and roses, still in bud, almost fill the arches now. Beds edged with nasturtium, yet to break from their neat rows, to blur the wide path’s tidy margins. Not in that explosive, jewelled way of the original, but … Continue reading

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