Remembrance
in War Poems
(The book I've been reading rests on my knee,
you sleep.) (Wendy Cope)
I am trying to read, I cannot sleep,
in War Poems
(The book I've been reading rests on my knee,
you sleep.) (Wendy Cope)
I am trying to read, I cannot sleep,
Thank you, James. As you know, all comments are welcome and mean a great deal. All the best, Ann.
in Aging Poems
To find room
for her flannel nighties,
a well-worn woollen dressing gown,
her furry slippers
Oh Pat,
I sometimes think if it wasn't for people like you I might just give up writing poetry. I get so low when my poems don't receive any votes. In fact I tried to get one deleted,...
My beloved canine friend
life's not how it used to be
you no longer hear my whistle
and just keep on running free.
Oh Pat,
You are always so encouraging. Any comments from you mean a great deal, as I have such enormous respect for your poetry. I do hope you are keeping well. It's been such a joy...
It was not the sight of a night sky
bejewelled with numerous stars,
nor the whisperings from the waves.
Thank you, James. As you know, all comments are welcome and mean a great deal. All the best, Ann.
What a shining example. My husband also had a slight stutter, but he was able to cope with his. Keep up the good work. Very best wishes, Ann.
Another of your fun poems - keep it up! Best wishes, Ann.
Great to read a poem which leaves a smile on my face. More please. Best wishes, Ann.
When my husband was still a boy he was given this poem by his uncle and learnt it by heart. It is very much how he lived his life. The poem was read immaculately by his grandson at his memorial service.