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”
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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”
The Naughty Step
NaPoWriMo day seven and here’s poem number four, The Naughty Step. Eyes raw and stinging; snot flows freely onto a face full of angry blotches; cheeks puff in time to indignant sobs.
Red Shoes
Day Seven and here’s poem number three. It’s called Red Shoes… Red shoes calling to me through the window glossy and sleek pretty black bows. Kitten heels purring sweetly on the display try me buy me take me with you.
The Bird Watcher
Day Six and poem number two . This poem is called The Bird Watcher Picking through the thicket he stops at the sight of beating wings close-packed at the feeders. Chaffinches; Great Tits; Yellowhammers.
Long Gone
Day Six of my belated start to NaPoWriMo and here is poem number one. It’s called Long Gone… When you get back weary from the day looking for comfort I’ll be long gone. When you wait for me at the table on which we broke our bread I’ll be long gone.
Hazel Ward 