Wednesday Writings – Sweeney’s friend
Twas in the bar that I met Sweeney’s friend,
We’d had a few, of that I am quite sure.
We had discussed the merits of a blend
That none of us had tasted there before….
Wednesday Writings – The heavenly beach
…On a sandy beach and shiny stones, The waves are licking my toes…
Wednesday Writings – Creation’s song
Creation’s song by Peter Ainscough The mountains rise in glory whilst the forests rest below, They make a verdant contrast to the peaks dressed white with snow; The oceans roar their greeting and the clouds respond with storm, The wind roars out its orders just to make the […]
Wednesday Writings – Sleep well young soldier…
You fought bravely and with honour died,
You leave your family so full of pride,….
Wednesday Writings – Marsh Harrier
MARSH HARRIER by Peter Ainscough – The hawk was seen on a summer’s day, Lazily circling over the marsh…..
Wednesday Writings – Holiday Heaven!
Holiday Heaven! – Poetry in Promotion – By Su Dillon
Wednesday Writings – Yan, Tan, Tethera
Yan, Tan, Tethera by Peter Ainscough
Wednesday Writings – Silence
Silence… There is no silence…
Wednesday Writings – An Average Road
…..An average road…in a rented car.
In borrowed clothes.. but the shoes were mine…..
Wednesday Writings – A warrior’s memories
A warrior’s memories by Peter John Ainscough I wept for hell, I wept for guns, I wept for men, For mud and sweat, for pain and blood I wept. I ran and shot and fell and died again; But never slept. I hacked the enemy’s flesh with bayonet spear, […]
Wednesday Writings – The Faerie Wood
…That prince has stolen my own dark bride,
The girl who I took to stay by my side…
Wednesday Writings – My One and Only Love
When we first met fourteen years ago, I was a lot older than him, in fact twenty years older. What attracted me to him was his energy. He was always on the go, doing this, doing that…
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