Category Archives: poetry

· Daddy’s coming home

At three o’clock, we ran across the park Then up the Wigan Road, we children roamed Past the houses and along the fields Looking for our daddy coming home Looking for our daddy coming home. I was only  two or … Continue reading

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The words were wise, the sentences allured

Once an Empire ,  once an admired place Great Britain should now be in outer space We lose connections, cut them with  a sword No-one  seems to know where dwells the Word We had  a language rich and full of … Continue reading

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We have no  reverie,  we have no time

Belshazzar saw the writing on the wall The words predicted death  and so it came The mightiest king is not  preserved from falls Is there  wisdom  in the deep that calls True scholarship  is hard , to name unnamed Belshazzar … Continue reading

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English idioms maze the minds we lost

English idioms maze the minds of most Every cloud is  lined in silver cloth I put my foot in it now I’m divorced If I’m  late the wife will have my guts What on earth is meant by the Lord’s … Continue reading

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The cyclamen, the lily and the earth

The cyclamen, the lily and the earth The potted plants ,green leaves , distil the air The lily is for peace. the rose for worth Let no human live in pain or cursed Let the golden light enwrap  them here … Continue reading

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I stood  like a stone

Down the kitchen  stairs they carried you Two men were enough, the coffin crew I wanted to take off the lid to see If Daddy was  asleep. had not left me Mute and frozen I stood  like a stone In … Continue reading

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As long as I can see  your love and you

  I  must have shrunk my spectacles fall off When I bend or when I have a cough Then it’s hard to find them  on the floor I stagger to the spare ones in a drawer I rarely throw most … Continue reading

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Love me, love me, someone hold me tight

You were angry ,I was much too bright You taught me to play chess,  then felt regret The man must be the one who knows the rites I didn’t know you minded my insight When I won the game,  you … Continue reading

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