Walking the Dog in the Chalk Meadow
These daisies, Ox eyed, Damask and canary, Brushing my legs, They dance in soft air in their thousands, with devout faces that watch the sun
On Reading 50 Shades of Grey – by a dear friend
This ‘pome’ was written by a good friend, whose hobby is writing what she calls ‘ditties’. This particular piece made me laugh, and mirrors my own
I Cooked it up
(copyright Sue Nicholls. Just ask and link back if you want to use it) I’ve lost the urge for cooking, I think I’m round the
Conkers
Don’t you hate to sit in the sun and see those conkers growing and hailing in the autumn? (copyright Sue Nicholls. Just ask and link
Mother
I wrote this for my mum on her 80th birthday so it belongs to her. That said I’m sure she won’t mind. My mum wrote
Ode de Toilet(te)
Copyright Sue Nicholls. Just ask and link back if you want to use it This poem is on the wall in our loo to beseech