Built As A Ruin

I remember the Grand Tour, you gave us of your childhood. Forced to admire your views, Trudging beneath the February skies of your overcast eyes. "That must have been awful?" was the script
Cherry

Lover's Game

Rhyming - hard to spell cos' it always 'looks' wrong, even harder to do...
Cherry

You

You hold me like the moon is held Still in the bright, blue, Spring sky. You embrace me like the seawall Encircles Canvey Island. You catch my words like a bucket
Cherry

'Can't Let Maggie Go'

Yellow hair, spiky fringe – sententious to a fault.

What lies beneath

This is a poem that searches the soul and tells the individual to have belief in realising their dreams

The Head of Janus & The Vitriolic Viridian

Janus must embrace its people...... if it does not its long term existence is in peril.

Sir Georger goes home 5/8

Jennifer Jane spotted George leading his horse over to the tent which was used as a stable. "Sir George," she called, "wait a minute, it's Jennifer Jane."

Sir George goes home 4/8

"Please Dad can we go to the circus this afternoon?" asked Jennifer Jane.
Cherry

Apollo in his cottons

His imagination was crushed to a pulp, Between the pages of a GCSE maths book, And his eyes were dug out of his face, By lines and lines of twisting jargon,
Cherry

If you meet me, have some sympathy 1

Another story in 200-word episodes. It's a cold, grey city morning and someone has just been born again ...

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