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Village Childhood

Calculating Cat

Fat Alice

Drop-in Centre

Survivor Guilt

Prime Ministerís Question Time

Lessons from Viet Nam

The Airborne Museum, Hartenstein, March 2023

Early Morning Walk


Communication ii

Sock Drawer Poets

Diplomatic Dancing

Old Bill And Me

Debits And Credits

Organic Farming

Whiskey The Cat

Fettling The Garden


Those Washday Dreams

In Povertyís Hell

By Steam Train

Road Hog Blues


Yorkshire Red

This New New Year

Priory Woods 2022



Two Thousand And Twenty Two

Ginger Whinger

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Who reads our works,
for we never ever know,
just see the counter change
as people come and go.
Do they understand our words?
What do they really think?
Do they like our poems
or believe they stink.

Do they understand the need
to get the words just right,
or the times of writer's block
every poet's blight;
know it's not fame or riches
but the need  to explain
why we feel the way we do
and not for monetary gain.

Freedom of speech
was bought at a high cost
not to exercise it demeans
those many lives lost.
So to those many readers
who never leave their name
or tell us what they think,
thanks for calling all the same.

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