All things bright and beautiful or sometimes not so beautiful after man has been there!
I hate the Winter so I'm always looking for that first sign of Spring. I know I'm early but...
Blank verse, an old one (Screws is an old Leicestershire slang word for Rheumatics, Mi duck is a term of endearment common to most of the East Midlands)
A poem bemoaning the awful state of litter clogging up our waterways, written in the style of John Betjeman's Slough.
I wrote this at the time of the Boscastle disaster, but it could almost apply to anywhere and anytime even this past Summer.
Although it''s called Harbinger of Summer, it's really about Spring! another go at the IPOW