The Colour Turquoise

– My Poems (3) Hot long days and water fights, We three young graces Playing chasing games With the French girls in their bustiers Bound firmly in place with multiple straps. Why me? Aqua. Girl guides’ blouses bursting out all over. He couldn’t be trusted with a map on the moor. And the swans swamContinue reading “The Colour Turquoise”

Jenny

By Dante Gabriel Rossetti The name Jenny has a great deal of significance in my family as there were, sadly all now gone, three (some Jean or Jennifer). And each one pretty formidable, in particular my ex mother in-law who was the spitting image of the looked after social worker in my city. This poemContinue reading “Jenny”

Kitchen Conversation

My Poems (2) Grandma yelled out ‘There’s tails in the pan’,And then it caught fire.So soon the draughty back playroomGot a new stove andBecame the hub of the house.But what of the old kitchen,Beneath the loft where I layFrozen with the large windows all around,Bodget and squashTransformed it into a bogAnd a store,For mother’s materialContinue reading “Kitchen Conversation”

For Charlie

My son always loved Annie Lennox, and she has such a soaring beautiful spirit, and that helped him with his autism and non-verbal learning disabiiites to learn about beautiful uplifting emotions and spirituality and expression of personality and identity. It may or may not have been until his eighteenth that he got to hear thisContinue reading “For Charlie”