🔉 Carpe Die M
Carpe Die M. I tried to seize the dayButIt was a slippery little fish, and itGot away from meAgain The line became too taughtSnapped backCutting me like a knife I’ll go back to the riverTomorrowTry againLet the flow control my…
P.J.
🔉Who are you?
Who would you like to be?Nobody else really, only meI would miss my friends and my familyAll the things that we’ve seenAll the things that we’ve doneLiving our lives and having such funMy only wish to set me freeI would…
Tacking in the Wind
Tacking in the Wind My life is changing course againI’m tacking in the windThe storm has blown out and goneI’m looking for dry land To find the safest harbourI might just need a handThe winds of change are blowingCruel and…
🔉 When Darkness is your only Light
I see her in the darknessI bathe within her lightMy soul is bright and peacefulWith the shadows of the night I hear her in the night timeIn my dreams we roamMy heart soars with my darlingIn our eternal home I…
Daftness and other Afflictions
Poetry is part of all our lives whether we realise it or not. Do you have a favourite song?All songs are Poems set to music.We listen to poetry all the time. It is in fact, like love, all around us…
Helmsley Market Day (circa 1960’s)
Helmsley Market Day (circa 1960’s) Helmsley at the time that this memoir is set was the hub of the local farming community and there were still several working farms scattered within its boundaries. It was a less ‘refined’ town than…
Meet me in York
Meet me in York Meet me in St LouisOkay then, York will doI’m not such a romanticI’m Yorkshire through and through I’ll never send you flowersNo long walks in pouring rainI’m really a big softieI just can’t take the pain…
Meat Pies, Scarves And Bovril
(It’s a funny old game) Meat Pies, Scarves and BovrilStanding in the crowdFootball in the seventiesWomen not allowed Travelling with our teamIn our special packFind the oppositionGo on the attack Football in the eightiesLots of tears aboutStadiums come crashing downBlame…
Tha No’s
I knew she was from YorkshireBy the way she just said NOIf she’d been a GeordieIt might have been haway orIf she was from ScotlandIt would certainly be och nayNow, if she was from LondonIt might have been OkBut as…
Champagne in the Rain
When it’s rainingChill ChampagneIt helps to take away the painOf dreary days and endless nights Don’t waste it on a sunny dayWhen all is lovely, fair, and brightDrink it on the rainy daysIt warms the soulAnd brings back the light…