Poetry Blogs (day 16)
Cuttings
Cuttings
They took a sprig from Hatfeild Hall
And planted it in Wakefield Gaol
A Mulberry bush grew on the spot
Its humble origins forgot
And there prisoners exercised at night
Beneath the pale Yorkshire moonlight
Round and round the tree they went
Those sinners who could not repent
Before that Mulberry tree had died
They took some cuttings to the outside
...Saturday 16th May 2020 2:09 pm
The Side Kick
The Side Kick
A purring cat
Sat before a raging fire
The smell of cinnamon buns
Outside the snow falls
Rubbing away ice on a window
Looking out into the whiteness
A smile caught
In the reflected dusk
New buds bursting
From green shoots
The blue sky
Flecked with white clouds
Raindrops dripping from trees
The fresh cool air
Mirrors in the pond
...Thursday 16th April 2020 2:08 pm
From The Attic
From The Attic
A wooden chest, labelled ‘Uncle Jack’
Slowly I start to unpack:
Inside there sits some dusty books
Carefully placed so if someone looks
They will not see what’s underneath
A collection of human teeth
A fine, silken, black top hat
A jar half full of congealed fat
Some boiled sweets in a paper cone
Something that looks like a finger bone
Some...
Tuesday 16th April 2019 4:51 pm
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