Lost Friend pom April 2020

I think of you when the daffodils Come up within my lawn And remember when we planted them For it seems no time at all Now your breath has gone and mingled With the wind that pushes change And nothing of your body Alas with me remains But your love is everlasting So...

Tiny Windows, Morning Whisper & Truth 27.03.20.

TINY WINDOWS I LOOK THROUGH TINY WINDOWS THAT’S HOW I SEE THE WORLD I WATCH THE CLOUDS ABOVE ME OBSCURE THE BLUE UNFURLED I SEE THE BIRDS IN TRANSIT LAY TRAILS ACROSS THE SKY AND WONDER WHERE IN FUTURE THEIR GRACEFUL WINGS WILL FLY I LISTEN TO THE TAPPING UPON EACH...

Fridays Child 13.03.2020.

Here is a poem of our time… Fridays Child I’m eating with my Daddy We always dine alone You asks me where’s my mummy Well she is still at home We come here every Friday Well nearly every week It’s like a little party With lots of cakes and sweets Mummy’s says he...

In Hope Of Angels & Mistakes 09.03.20.

The weather this week has been so much better than recent offerings, so I have made an early start on my garden with my trusty cat Lewis guarding my every move.When he is not sleeping that is. Here a poem from Oct 2005…. IN HOPE OF ANGELS LET’S LIVE IN HOPE I...