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Poetry 365 – Day 233 (Garforth Cliff)
I flew down Garforth Cliff One September Sunday morn The snaking plunging tarmac Leading to a distant shimmering city scape The crowded industrial Valley Bathed in early morning gossamer mist Trees...
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Poetry 365 – Day 262 (How I Love Pilates)
How I love Pilates A relaxing thing to do During lunch or after work Me and my mate Drew Twice a week We join the class Twisting, turning And tightening our ass Alignment, breathing Developing the core...
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Poetry 365 – Day 264 (Drip, Drip, Drip!)
Walking in the rain A woodland alive with noise Drip, drip, drip!
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Poetry 365 – Day 265 (A Moment in Time)
A moment in time Frozen forever Unique The busy motorway Cars racing Home Trains hurtling by So fast Electric Jet flying over Holiday makers Happy Hundreds of lives On hold Still One second later...
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Poetry 365 – Day 266 (Winter Is Coming)
Autumn takes its gentle grip Upon a meandering year The tilted earth Cooler, darker, harsher In the northern lands Winter is coming Like night follows day Or being another day older Inevitable,...
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Poetry 365 – Day 267 (Colour Teems)
Hedgerows are changing They will soon be brown and bare For now colour teems
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Poetry 365 – Day268 (The Company of One)
The only child Despite what people say Can be a lonely child Despite what people do To help and entertain An enquiring active mind Toys, trinkets, books and games Learning how to get along just fine,...
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Poetry 365 – Day 269 (Dog Day Afternoon)
Change is close at hand Still a few like this remain Dog day afternoon
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Poetry 365 – Day 270 (September Stillness)
Sunday morning half waking Travelling through a familiar alien landscape Drifting banks of fog Gentle rural shapes give way To cold harsh lines as I float into the city So much hidden A false calm...
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Poetry 365 – Day 271 (Mum What’s A Migrant?)
Mum what’s a migrant? It said on the news they’re coming A million, is that a lot? Billy’s Dad said they steal and lie Is that really true? He said our countries just too small That the Governments got...
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Poetry 365 – Day 272 (Summer Has Ended)
Summer has ended Sunflower hearts remind us Time ticks slowly by
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Poetry 365 – Day 273 (Robin Hood Was Wrong)
Obama is a kind hearted man Guantanamo still open, drones, guns, health reformer Tax breaks for the rich, keep the poor down Robin Hood was wrong we live in Tory tinsel town Kids diving in flooded...
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Poetry 365 – Day 274 (Leaves On The Line)
The British railway industry Is sorry For any delay You may have experienced On your journey with us Today We’ve had some technical problems It’s not really been our fault Broken down trains Problems...
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Poetry 365 – Day 275 (Feel The Web of Light)
Mornings such as these Should lift the weariest heart Feel the web of light
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Poetry 365 – Day 276 (Morning, Afternoon, Night)
A strangely dark light Haunts us sapping hearts and minds Smothering still sky The day is passing Suffocating grey now gone Fresh, alive blue skies Beyond daylight hours Darkness calls my name,...
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Poetry 365 – Day 277 (An End Not Worthy)
The early autumn light Gentle like the breeze The hare bounding, skipping Hurtling through the field The harvest just brought in This stubbly land Of broken corn A perfect place for play The eyes are...
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Poetry 365 – Day 278 (Sunshine Follows Rain)
Autumn’s other face Rain, cold and sombre half-light Head up, head out, smile! Leaden skies foretell An all day drenching nearby Weather cannot win Head up, head out, smile Enjoy this wonderful day...
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Poetry 365 – Day 279 (One More Day)
The first flush of morning light Builds casually Soon an intense white light breaks through Heralding the new dawn The sky ever changing From grey to deepest blue Sunlight streaming across The endless...
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Poetry 365 – Day 280 (Toast and Jam)
The excitement of an English dawning So many different shades of grey Dark to light, night to-day I really can’t find things poetic to say I try to describe what it is I am seeing With fellow poets I...
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Poetry 365 – Day 281 (Dogs Eat Poo)
Dogs eat poo revolting it is But perfectly true Dogs could never be called demure Any chance they get they roll in manure So the very next time you are snuggling up to you’re pet Or getting comfy with...
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