Proper Poetry

Lying back relaxing in the local park on a public bench in the autumn sun while the kids explored the jungly bushes, arrowheads darted acros...

Because you said you were leaving I grasped the only chance to ask you out for an evening - drink, meal, somewhere to dance ? Your instant, ...

For several weeks a single peacock keeps on flying along the track between the hedge and my allotment to and fro, forward and back. Glowing ...

 I don't envy the rich their money, the famous all their fame, or the powerful their power - for to me it's all a game. But what I d...

Too much gazing at screens accessing social media strains your peering eyes exacerbates peer pressure.

Me ? I neither know nor care if it's brie or camembert.

My first thought was "How very sad" - an old man sweeping his garden path, so slow, bent over, doddery. But then I thought ...