NaPoWriMo day twenty eight. After yesterday’s frivolity poem number twenty eight is much more sober and was inspired by Anzac day, the centenary of which took place on 25th April. Gallipoli Sunlight dances on bleached beaches. We remember a time when men were killed in their pursuit. Penned in small coves they fell over fallenContinue reading “Gallipoli”
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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”
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”
Blood Red Poppies Grow in This Field
Here’s a poem that was inspired by a book of poems by the World War One poets. Blood Red Poppies Grow in This Field Blood red poppies grow in this field. Delicate arched stems strain to control bright lamps bobbing as if on elastic. Day closes and hanging their heads they fold themselves in likeContinue reading “Blood Red Poppies Grow in This Field”
Manhood
NaPoWriMo Day 17 and today’s poem is called Manhood. Manhood Begrudgingly, you allow a peck. I squeeze your giant frame and we both feel discomfort. Me because I miss that small, vulnerable being who placed his hand in mine and walked with me through magic worlds;
Hazel Ward 