The Joy of Writing
SELF PUBLISHED, a poem by Stevie Turner The wilted flower of youth has gone I grab its seeds And write …
SELF PUBLISHED, a poem by Stevie Turner The wilted flower of youth has gone I grab its seeds And write …
I’ve just been out walking and have noticed many conkers lying on the ground. Back in my childhood and even …
It was a memorable day today, as Sam received an invite to claim his state pension. As soon as I …
Oh, Christmas Tree! – A poem by Stevie Turner *** It’s Christmas, it’s Christmas We must have a tree, Chop, …
Apologies to all From the bottom of my heart But now it’s time For me to depart Across the Solent …
Today’s Bloganuary prompt is: Describe yourself as a tree. Hmm… not so easy today. I managed to write a short …
I’ve been re-reading those wonderful war poets’ words which Sally at Smorgasbord has been publishing. Today on Armistice Day I …
ALEXA AND SIRI, BY STEVIE TURNER Alexa and Siri sat on a desk Brought together by fate. “Oh, where are …
I’m sure I shall have nightmares tonight. When I tried to leave the hospital today I was blocked in… A …
Mr Bump and I decided to write poems about ageing. Here’s Mr Bump’s poem about hair in all the wrong …