yet another lover of poetry from the North of England. I live with my parents who are my greatest inspirers and critics. I work as much as I can in our local charity shop and also support the nearby animal rescue and homeless centres. I have been on this wonderful site before and am looking forward to continuing.
If you haven't answered by the time my patience runs out ( yeah right! ) I'll take it for granted, that your love for me has come to the end of the line, literally! here I am caught by my, undying love for you like a Jurassic insect, imprisoned in amber in this yellowed by nicotine windowed phone box, stinking of urine that somebody, possibly a drunkard ( more than likely a man, since there isn't enough room for a knickers dropped lady to manoeuvre in ) so I keep on dialling and fretting, dialling and fretting for as long as my coins run out.
All poems are copyright of the originating author. Permission must be obtained before using or performing others' poems.
Farm girl (29/11/2022)
Lady of awesomeness (26/11/2022)
Overdue clarification of a Fathers worth (23/11/2022)
After the Sun logs on (20/11/2022)
Getting my thoughts into a thinking twist (18/11/2022)
Sh! no names mentioned! (17/11/2022)
Box office enquiry (16/11/2022)
Continual rise (12/11/2022)
Wasted Son (11/11/2022)
Two thieves (10/11/2022)
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