Wednesday, April 24, 2019

Time For Tea

April 14, 2010 by  
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The two old friends in leather chairs reclined, One each side of the fire, legs spread wide, They spoke in turns, each remark not answered. Friends for so long, they knew each other’s mind. First bookend:’You awake? thought you were gone’ Second bookend:’ Not yet, just thinking about it’ Both knowing they were past their […]

The Witch – A parody (by Gwen)

April 14, 2010 by  
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I saw her picking cowslips, and watched her where she stood. She never knew I spied her, While hiding in the wood. Her skirt was black as coal dust, And black her steeple hat, Her broomstick lay beside her, I’m positive of that. Then as she turned toward me, I thought it best to fly […]

The Thresher’s Lament

April 14, 2010 by  
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Up the blutty ladder, Start work on the Thresher, My guts are all on fire, Down the blutty ladder. Crouch behind the shed. Up the blutty ladder, Start work once more. Diawch! my old guts again. Down the blutty ladder. Crouch behind the shed!. Once more up the ladder, And start up once again, My […]

The Letter H – Ha Love ‘ate Relationship

April 14, 2010 by  
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My name is Albert, or Halbert, depending on whether you are picking me up, or dropping me off. I live with ‘enery and ‘ector. We also share with Holive and Halice. I like Holive’s cooking, ‘er ‘am and Heggs, alternating with ham and eggs, sometimes in a Homelette. It really is nice with my H […]

The Elderly In Revolt

April 14, 2010 by  
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(Or as the Sun Newspaper said, ‘The revolting elderly’) First for my friends who may not be familiar with some of the names, an explanation: 1.The M1, motorway the spine of England. 2.Ted Heath. Politician, musician, the oldest member of Parliament. 3.Betty Boothroyd, former Speaker of the House of Parliament. The Elderly in Revolt. The […]

The Drum Head Service

April 14, 2010 by  
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The Padre assembled the Drum Head Service. The stable yard the only place of safety. We sat on the ground ignoring the frost, Listening bare headed, showing true reverence. The first hymn sung, no music of course, The Sermon followed, sensibly short. The Padre was also feeling the cold. Preaching something about God on our […]

Party At The Ruined Castle

April 13, 2010 by  
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Skeleton walls, windows, archways, Open to north winds treacherous blows, Dark forbidding skies, beckon thunder, A weak moon ccowers behing its cover. Then athunderous clap of thunder crashes out, Closely followed by a snaking lightening strike, Lighting up the castles ruins, As a black capped figure, with broom and cat, With a cackling laugh she […]

Mind Block

April 13, 2010 by  
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Sitting at my desk, My mind a blank, Where has it gone? Brain empty and dumb. Then everything floods in, Thought chases thought. A Mailman’s bag Of unwanted junk Lands with a thump, On my empty mind. A glimmer of hope Perhaps a word? A line too much To expect to extract. Sift through my […]

Making Up

April 13, 2010 by  
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Me forgetting, She infuriating, We arguing. Then apologising. Hugs and Kisses, We snuggle up! I think I’ll forget Again tomorrow.

Growing Old Gracefully

April 13, 2010 by  
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How does one grow old ‘gracefully?’, We are told that we should! But why, and how should we? We no longer tell our family how to behave, They are now free to do as they will, No! I will not swallow your’ graceful’ pill. Then we are told ‘ take it easy’. Yes, we are […]

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