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Fred Varden

Updated: Sun, 26 May 2019 10:04 pm

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Still fairly new to the world of poetry. I started writing in May 2017, but have now written almost 300 pieces of work. I’m known as ‘The Urban Poet’ for performance poetry. I have shared my poetry in Schools, Care Homes and on local radio, and performed at festivals and open mic nights. My piece entitled ‘Tree of Hope and Peace’ was written for, and read out by myself, at a memorial tree planting ceremony for the Arena bomb victims. I am active in my community as a volunteer, and enjoy watching football and cricket. I am also very proud to say that I was requested to write a poem for a Royal visit to Trafford, and read out my poem ‘Restoration’ to HRH The Princess Royal and 150 guests on 17th January 2018. I have a self published book ‘Poetry Gold’, a fund raiser for Parkinsons UK. A 21 track CD of my poetry with music, ‘Is there a Poet in the House?’ has been a successful fundraiser.


THE TREE OF HOPE AND PEACE By Fred Varden Oh olive tree, oh olive tree In whom is so much history Your leaves crowned Kings And angels did sing of victory and glory Telling a symbolic story A symbol of wisdom, purity and power At the forefront of our minds this hour Coming together as one in our town To give thanks and pay homage: but without any frowns Yes we're all here to remember But actually we celebrate For it's never too late To close ranks and give thanks As a tribute to people so great Giving Thanks for lives lost and lives broken this tree will never just be a token For as it's roots bed in and grow And the leaves really begin to show It may remind us of an ark or a dove Marking the end of a terrible flood But this time: when the branches form Like rainbows appearing after a storm Our hearts will entwine together And we shall stand in defiance for ever Stand for glory, hope and peace To signify so much release Through those we're here today for Twenty two and those being cared for We say a fervent prayer for And plant this fragrant tree for Because Manchester is love...not war TRUTH AND LIES By Fred Varden Truth and lies can make you cry like pie in the sky as you cast the die Truth and hate when you stay up late To watch the news and see them berate The state of politics of fear and hate And Brexit served up on a plate Of truth and lies when all the while Their doom and gloom is a sonic boom Of cheats and liars mixed with smoke and fire Spinning yarns with two faced charm To deceive the masses by making passes To reel us in and cast us out when in truth from the bag, the cat is out telling: Truth and lies, the lies the size of apple pies from pie in the sky where the truth Is lies and lies are truth, and reality is a dream come true based on: truth and lies and lies and truth and lies and lies And lies!

All poems are copyright of the originating author. Permission must be obtained before using or performing others' poems.

Audio entries by Fred Varden

I only work for the council AUDIO (23/12/2018)

‘At Christmas time with bells on’ AUDIO (23/12/2018)

The Ostentatious Mr Glitz (14/12/2018)

It’s hard to stop (audio) (13/07/2018)

Truth and Lies (audio) (12/07/2018)

Virtual Unreality (audio) (12/07/2018)

Is there a nurse in the house? (Audio) (03/11/2017)


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Taylor Crowshaw

Sat 2nd Feb 2019 06:25

Thank you for commenting on The Matriarch Fred. I live surrounded by a pine forest it has inspired me on a few occasions.
Beyond the Trees

Beyond the trees in a deep dark hole,
lives a fox and his friend the mole.
The mole did not know that his friend ate mole meat,
for he could see no further than his feet.

The mole brought the fox a gift of worms,
which managed to keep them on good terms.
Although the fox's glance would have told a different tale,
had Mr Mole been able to surveil.

A winter chill swept through their den,
the fox began to feel hungry again.
Now the mole certainly was no fool,
and realised he needed to keep his cool.

If he could find no more worms,
how would he keep them on good terms?
When he pushed his nose up through the ground,
this is what the little mole found.

He heard a noise right under a log,
and there he found a juicy frog.
Off he went with his gift,
he knew it would give his friend a lift.

The fox enjoyed his juicy frog,
which mole had found under a log.
He was so happy that in return,
he gave his friend the mole a juicy worm.

This tale is fraught with danger for the mole,
the situation is beyond his control.
There sits in the den an uneasy truce,
unless the fox's natural instincts are let loose.
So the mole never rests for more than ten,
while the fox lies slumbering in the den.

© 2018 Taylor Crowshaw

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Taylor Crowshaw

Mon 17th Sep 2018 11:27

Thank you for your lovely comments. I took the children to the old set years ago it was very good. They also took us through the set of The Borrowers..we enjoyed it thoroughly..💕

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Taylor Crowshaw

Wed 15th Aug 2018 19:11

Thank you for reading Her Heart Fred. 😃

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Thu 2nd Aug 2018 05:53

Nice to meet you Fred. Thank for the lovely comment you wrote on "Wedding Bells". It is appreciated.

Your sample poetry is very enticing. I look forward to reading my way through your other poems.

Thank you, Jane😊

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Taylor Crowshaw

Tue 24th Jul 2018 07:10

Hi Fred, appreciated your comments on my blog. I read Truth and Lies again yes again...and having read your comments to me which gave me an insight into your poetry and thought processes I enjoyed it even more....if that is possible. THANK YOU.

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Taylor Crowshaw

Sun 22nd Jul 2018 21:22

Hi Fred, Just read Truth and Lies. Wonderful.
Much admiration for your work in the community. Taylor

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Sun 11th Mar 2018 13:38

Thanks Fred for your kind comment on 'coming'

Much appreciated!

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keith jeffries

Wed 24th Jan 2018 20:09

Fred, I salute not only your poetry which I enjoy but also your work in the community. Thank you. Keith

james thomson

Wed 29th Nov 2017 08:02

Writing the poems is all about writing the things which you assume and you have just started writing the poems and have already written more then 100 poems that really great thing.

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Mon 13th Nov 2017 13:05

good morning Fred thankyou for your comments I'm so sorry I forgot to write back regards Wendy

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Fred Varden

Thu 26th Oct 2017 18:08

Many thanks Cynthia, yes I have liked some and sent comments too to other poets. I realise how important it is to get encouragement from others. Thank you for such a nice welcome. Appreciated

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Cynthia Buell Thomas

Thu 26th Oct 2017 12:47

Welcome to WOL, Mr. Varden.

May! and you've written 70 poems already! Good grief. Your brain must be grateful for the release of so many ideas smouldering for so long.

'Truth and Lies' is powerful, like an erratic torpedo. You have a sense of the dramatic.

Please add your own comments on the work of other poets, however short. We all thrive on them. Even the 'LIKE' flower is appreciated.

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