Creative Works
Yesterday has gone
Some memories linger on
Like footprints in sand


Wilf and Mary
Mi fayther waur a painter,
afore ‘e went to war.
‘e papered t’upstairs landin’
an’ painted mi bedroom do-or.
Dialect
People

A poet like me
‘I told you I was ill.’ Spike Milligan’s epitaph
I muse in Saint Thomas’ Church in Winchelsea,
Free verse
Self

Saint Cuthbert
He came at low tide,
Walking the pilgrim’s way from Beal Sands,
Following the guideposts to Lindisfarne.
Free verse
Spirituality

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