Poems

calendar_today October 15, 2015 schedule 2 min read

Life and Work

Mr Rochester

Just off to see Jools - insanely - take to the stage at the National to spend two and a half hours playing the piano,...

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Children's poetry

Nativity

I'm trying - and failing - to write a new Christmas carol by the 16th - in fact, sooner, because I need to give Jools...

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Life and Work

Teacher

I am the unseen cog in the wheel. I am the net that catches the dream. I am the other hand clapping.

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Life and Work

Sapiens Revisited

If evolution had never got past a certain point I can well imagine what my particular little tribe would be doing. In the long hours...

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Life and Work

Bones

I love the bones of you. Such an odd saying, I always thought. There are so many things to love about a person; why pick...

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Life and Work

Happiness

Hap pi ness hangs On a thread so fine the weight of a butterfly can send it flying.

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calendar_today September 19, 2015 schedule 1 min read

Poems about Childhood

The Getting of Wisdom

My grandchildren were playing together on the carpet. Fairly amicably. Mostly quiet.. Then came the noise of a small car hitting Inigo on the ear....

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The World

A wind out of the East

A wind blew out of the East. Blew and Blew and Blew. Houses and fences and cars Flowers and donkeys and teddy bears Flew and...

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South Africa

Monkey in a tree

I spent most of my time in Pretoria when I wasn't at school up a tree with a book. The tree was above a small...

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calendar_today August 22, 2015 schedule 1 min read

South Africa

African Rain

We puttered up the hill in the little black Morris Minor My mother and I. The trees hung listless in the heat. Dusty; dry. My...

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