Poetry

Three poems on the same theme – make the most of the time that we have. In the first poem two killer lines always get me. ‘But at my back I always hear Time’s winged [more…]

These are two poems which are quintessentially English, I cannot read the first without a tear in my eye.  The England that I hope is still capable of saving. Elegy Written in a Country Churchyard [more…]

I recall having a book called an Anthology of Childrens’  Poems and this was one of my favourites. A big lesson here for the climate change twats – us puny humans have no effect on [more…]

Horatius! Had forgotten about that stirring epic poem. Good to see it getting an airing. I read this extract from ‘The Prophet’ by Kahil Gibran in my speech at my daughter’s wedding. ‘And a woman [more…]

Wanting to contribute something to the blog a while back I started these musings (a.k.a. ramblings of an old git) and I do enjoy letting my mind rove over the past, and occasionally a thought [more…]

Above the portico a flag-staff, bearing the Union Jack, remained fluttering in the flames for some time, but ultimately when it fell the crowds rent the air with shouts, and seemed to see significance in [more…]

Thank you all you lovely people for your kind comments and encouragement on my articles. One such  from Audrey’s Daughter using the phrase – A way with words has given me the opportunity to air [more…]