Denice H

A certain person was annoying me, so ladies, I wrote this little ditty about some of the men in our lives, Bless 'em(not)

Vivien Leigh

Mentally strolling down memory lane while writing my memoir My Gentle War, I thought of all the fun I had rummaging in Grandma Havard's 'clothes box' as a six/seven year-old.

Dreams poem

In Dreams is the story of love gone wrong and a man’s realisation that he has used up all of his final, last chances.

Sandy Wilson

Winter has now ended and Spring has sprung! I hope you enjoy my latest poem.