Poetry

My Man

My man is so clever I'm ever so proud. I n'er miss a chance To praise him out loud. If he frowns when I cook I'm sure I'd agree That things taste...

The Gamble of Genetics

All the world's a gambling den And all mankind must play. You pick your vice or choose your sin But luck has the final say. Smokes or drink might be...

The Mirror

The Mirror I look in the mirror And what do I see My mother's eyes Smiling at me. My father's chin and Mouth which reveal A determined mind But not...

Oh Susannah, O Don't You Cry

Little lump of life Lying on my lap Gently rocking Gently breathing Slighly wheezy Soon be sleeping Please don't cry Please don't wake Please don't...

Kari's Lament

Where arc you now, my doggie, my love, with your lustrous camel coat hide - your flip-floppy ears, your amazing ridge and your big brown liquidy eyes...
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The Cat's Whiskers

O Dreaded cat, how long must I Avoid your touch, avoid your eye. This house is yours, and I'm a guest I can't forbid you, and the rest Seem to think...
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Judy and me

When Judy was 4, I was in thrall to her, following her every command When cutting her finger, nothing would do My shared cut was part of her plan...

Bella

Gingerly, Lis opened the door Saw us, and quickly stomped out, My jaw dropped as the stole round her neck had black eyes and a very long snout...

An Ode to Tortsie

AN ODE TO TORTSIE Finally we got you, the much longed for pet. “Can we have a dog, Mum?” “Oh, no, not yet. But maybe a tortoise might just be allowed...

Honey's Lament

She is dying, my cousin Not long now to live There's nought they can do No hope they can give. She was pretty, my cousin When we were both young...

The Five Year Gift

What's the gift they recommend When you've coped for five long years To live without your loving spouse With all the worries and fears To know the...

The Fifteen Hour Siege

9 p.m. My friend Ann had a big prob-lem Her back was e'er so sore “Not a rub, but a nice long soak Might help me even more” 10 p.m. “I'm feeling...

We Three Kids

We Three Kids from Marple Bridge are Sending gifts we bought from afar Over ocean, slow in motion Sending our best to Moma chorus Oh – Oh Bits of...
Cherry

T'was the Week Before Christmas

T’was the night before Christmas Oh no that’s not right. T’was the week before Christmas Not a reindeer in sight. When Mummy and me Set out in the...

The Empty Table

When you walk in the room it seems odd Still lots of laughs from them But Pat, who sat in the very back We saw off last week at the crem. And Joyce...
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The Less than Perfect Gift

My husband went to help his folks Move to their new address He phoned me when they were in flow With a panicking request “We've just found out a...

The Twins

The Twins Now at last, after a very long wait The girls have got more room Two little babes to two loving moms Managed with just one womb. Soraya,...