NaPoWriMo day thirty. NaPoWriMo 2015 has come to an end and here’s my final poem. As I enjoyed writing my poem about dogs I thought I’d also do one about their nemesis. This one’s called Cats. Bye bye NaPoWriMo. Until next year… Cats Cats are devils in disguise. They draw you in with bigContinue reading “Cats”
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Habit Forming Theory
NaPoWriMo day twenty nine. One more day to go. I have recently started a new book on how to form good habits, not exactly a literary classic I know but the subject interests me. Anyway, it prompted me to write today’s poem – well that and the fact that I have wanted to writeContinue reading “Habit Forming Theory”
Gallipoli
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”
Going Out
NaPoWriMo day twenty seven. For poem number twenty seven I have gone with today’s NaPoWriMo suggested prompt to write a hay(na)ku. The hay(na)ku is, apparently, a variant on the haiku. To quote NaPoWriMo “A hay(na)ku consists of a three-line stanza, where the first line has one word, the second line has two words, andContinue reading “Going Out”
Cracking Up
NaPoWriMo day twenty six. Poem number twenty six is called Cracking Up… Multi tasking’s not working for me. Too much to do too little time to do it. Waking in the night with a thousand things running through my head. Lying there thinking don’t think, don’t think, don’t think. It will come to no goodContinue reading “Cracking Up”
New Babby
NaPoWriMo day twenty five. Poem number twenty five is a Black Country/ Brummie version of poem number 24, it’s called New Babby. For my readers and followers outside of the UK, a Brummie is someone who comes from Birmingham and the Black Country is an area to the North West of Birmingham so calledContinue reading “New Babby”
New Baby
NaPoWriMo day twenty five. Here is poem number twenty four, it’s called New Baby… Once they were a couple who stayed out late and drank in bars when the mood took them. Once they slept late and whiled away weekends pursuing hobbies that gave them pleasure enough. Now they are parents. Late nights areContinue reading “New Baby”
Hipster Cocktail
NaPoWriMo day twenty four. I’ve been away in London for a few days and didn’t get to post a poem yesterday so this is poem number twenty three and I am a day behind again. I will catch up over the weekend. In the meantime this poem is called Hipster Cocktail and was in factContinue reading “Hipster Cocktail”
The Picnic
NaPoWriMo day twenty two and poem number twenty two is called The Picnic. Today NaPoWriMo’s optional prompt was to write a pastoral poem so this is my modern take on one… The Picnic We laid out our picnic, grateful to have found a quiet spot on this pleasant day. The park though large and rambling wasContinue reading “The Picnic”
The Ghost of Cabbage Past
NaPoWriMo day twenty one and poem number twenty one is about those good old days when Olive Oil was something you used for earache and leafy greens were plentiful. It’s called The Ghost of Cabbage Past The house smelt of cabbage cooked and eaten long ago but in no hurry to leave. The ghost of cabbageContinue reading “The Ghost of Cabbage Past”
Hazel Ward 