Poem of the week

ENGLAND'S WAY

Rolling hills and city blocks
church bells and canal locks.

Football chants and rugby roar
terraced house and creaking floor

Made in wood, pot and steel
spinning top and water wheel

Trees of oak and fields of gold
mossy paths and smell of mold

People young and weather cold
heads with hats and men gone bald

Pubs and clubs, straight and gay
those who hope and those who pray

This my friend is England's way.

Book Reviews

Sonia

This author, has a great imagination & life experiences, that you can feel when reading these poems. U can sense a very charismatic guy! U can captivate yourself in his book, from start to finish. There is abit of everyone in at least one of his poems, he has written. It even inspires U to start thinking of or taking up writing abit of poetry yourself, even if u don,t already do so. A great cover! A great book!!

Dawn

I really enjoyed the book. It was fantastic reading,very powerful. I liked Aware, common sense and time. I can relate.

Poem of The Week

SQUIRREL MOST WICKED

Squirrel most wicked
chew through the net
steal all the nuts
and make the birds fret !

Poem of the week

SAMHAIN A NEW DAWN

On the barren misty hill i see your naked slender frame
dancing round the raging flame

Ancient lore repeats its tale as banshee virgins tell and wail of lightened days beginning to fail

Into dark times this feast will lead
to fallen leaves of bygone years nourishing the ground
on which you feed

This Gaelic Samhain November dawn is where i see you dressed to warn
of shortened days and little growth

In future days the chilling north winds will hide the land
in whitened snow
but through its melting a new spring life will begin to grow

So on this night cry out in joy as cleansing is complete

life now stirs another day
beneath your Goddess feet

Poem of the week

THIS HALLOWEEN

This Halloween is set to churn
the hollow souls in hell that burn

Weather worn and wicked wash
masked hidden evil lush

Senseless sizzle of witchy air
as mixing spells are made to scare

Tricksters plot in grime and grott
as they knock on doors and take their lot

Spirits dance in shadows
seeking to improve their perpetual plight
on this October All Hallows night.

Poem of The Week

Love Pump

I am the vein that serves your heart
pumping blood to every part

I am the guardian of you soul
guiding as you full fill your role

I am the source of your creation
feeding your mind with inspiration

Lay down with me in shadow and
we shall truly be cocooned in ecstasy.

Poem of the Week

EARLY WINTER

Sh... the faint wind blows the leaves
back and forth along the breeze.

Night so dark and echo strewn
blitzed with light of the silvery moon

Winter night in Autumn time
shows no mercy on those who's plight
leaves them desolate
unable to fight.