Category Archives: Poetry

One late summer evening In the autumn of our lives As we often do these days We talked about death These were our good times The old feuds, bitter arguments Cutting insults, biting sarcasms All lay behind us We agreed, … Continue reading →

Three decades Dad’s volunteered at Oxfam, sorting the books, pricing them, putting them out, taking longer each year to walk the quarter mile, summer and winter, tapping his stick along streets shifting like oceans under his feet. Knocked over once … Continue reading →

This year you would have been sixty your friends would have thrown you a ‘do’ and you, all of 5 foot 3, would have been a little shy. Your children would have been here, your cake would be pale green, … Continue reading →

The people of Ethiopia glory in a calendar that’s not Gregorian. With 12 months of 30 days and one of five it makes you think you could connive to invent a calendar yourself that would be better for your health. … Continue reading →

There’s no accounting for taste, as the man said when he kissed the cow, was a favourite saying of my mother. I counted it highly among my many memories of childhood. But there’s no accounting for my mother’s quirky sayings. … Continue reading →

♫ Da Da Da DaDaDa Da Da Da ♫ And in at number 10, it’s Peter and Gordon’s World without Love But do not lose hope pop pickers Because at number 9 John Lennon tells us All We Need is … Continue reading →

Their eyes met across the roses, Ethel could not believe it. She, a dinner lady, in the garden of Buckingham Palace. He could believe it. He, a Count from the House of Lords, in his element. He wandered round the … Continue reading →

The night is cloudless My path through the forest is lit by the moon Above is the pole star below, the ground still warm from the sun Somewhere out in the universe Stars are crossing, spinning and merging, powerful collisions … Continue reading →