NaPoWriMo day fourteen and here’s poem number fourteen. it’s called The Raconteur… Never thought you were much of a conversationalist until you spent the night with another woman and apparently just talked for seven hours without even going to bed or sleeping or anything I see you in a new light now
Author Archives: Hazel Ward
Red Tulip
NaPoWriMo day thirteen and here’s poem number thirteen inspired by the plentiful red tulips my garden waiting for their petals to open to the sun. It’s called Red Tulip… Red tulip. A floral film star striking an ingénue pose in the heady world of the spring garden. At the start of a burgeoning career petals are pulledContinue reading “Red Tulip”
Lullaby Lady
NaPoWriMo day twelve and here’s poem number twelve. It’s called Lullaby Lady Hush Baby hush, no more tears. You’ve cried enough to fill the day. Shush Baby shush, prick up your ears the Lullaby Lady is on her way. She’ll rock you gently in your bed singing to you low and sweet and softly kissContinue reading “Lullaby Lady”
I Am Still Me
NaPoWriMo day eleven and here’s poem number eleven. I have finally caught up. This is a bit of a sad one inspired by the death of the much loved Australian cricketer and commentator Richie Benaud. I have never been a cricket fan but, for reasons I won’t go into now, I did see aContinue reading “I Am Still Me”
Bring on the Stags
NaPoWriMo day eleven and here’s poem number ten. In last year’s NaPoWriMo I wrote a poem about hen weekends called Here Come the Hens. I thought this time round I do a matching piece about Stag weekends. I don’t know if these are purely British phenomenons, I suspect not, but we get quite a fewContinue reading “Bring on the Stags”
Coats and Hats
NaPoWriMo day ten and here’s poem number nine, it’s about a good old fashioned summer and it’s called Coats and Hats… Coats and hats are off today the sun is shining we’re out to play on the streets we will stay until the moon closes the day we’ll have fun and games and lots of laughterContinue reading “Coats and Hats”
Heartache
NaPoWriMo day nine and here’s poem number eight. I have almost caught up, what excitement. This one is called Heartache… I don’t want the sun to shine it won’t sit well with me today. I want to stand out in the rain and wash away this misery. Let the rain come cruel and fastContinue reading “Heartache”
Jellied Fruits and Dates
NaPoWriMo day nine and here’s poem number seven, it’s called Jellied Fruits and Dates. It’s slightly out of season but hopefully you’ll like it and it will invoke happy memories of your Christmas past… A memory lodged inside my head, a ghost of Christmas past. We were watching the panto on TV, IContinue reading “Jellied Fruits and Dates”
The Big Man Left the Kettle On
NaPoWriMo day eight and here’s poem number six, it’s called The Big Man Left the Kettle On. Only two behind now – back on track by the weekend, hopefully…. I think the Big Man left the kettle on this morning ‘Cause when I woke up the world was all steamed up. I imagine a hugeContinue reading “The Big Man Left the Kettle On”
Dogs
NaPoWriMo day eight and here’s poem number five, Dogs, for all those who think my poems are sometimes too dark… Dogs are fun They like to run They like to jump They like to hump They like to stroll They like to roll Dogs like to leap and bound They like to circle roundContinue reading “Dogs”
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