Lost for words

Lost for words
I’m in the garden,
looking at a plant,
Only yesterday
I could tell you its name,
stubbornly refusing to come
clean,
teasing my brain.

Lost for words
I’m in the garden,
looking at a plant,
Only yesterday
I could tell you its name,
stubbornly refusing to come
clean,
teasing my brain.



Weekly Poem Or Poem of the week, if you will.
Poetry book, a love of the pages and of the ages..........
A bookcase in the afternoon,
the space I moved you from,
bedfellows either side

Summer blues - One of my latest poems - publishing publicly July 2023
Summer sunshine turns to grey
weather gods will make you pay
not your turn to have a say.......

Poem of The Month (July 2023) - Remembering Glastonbury
Memories of time gone by, when a music festival was an authentic experience!




Winter;
A time for birds, my poem on two feathered friends






The Empire Strides Forward
Everything has become
silent................

