Poetry
Christmas music
Jingles at the Hearth In the hush of a December night when the hearth’s glow casts a briar‑twining glow, the strains of a choir rise, soft and bright, and the old carols that all
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Potholes Beneath the bright‑lit glass of a balmy evening, a silver road betrays its quiet deceiving. A splash‑thick bubble of pothole hides, a careless dent where cars and lorries glide. The
Read more →Goldfinches
In the hush of a spring‑morndey hedge A flutter of gold lifts hue from the hedge. With feathers bright as a dawn‑kissed rose, The goldfinch gleams where the seedlings grow. Its beak, a tiny
Read more →Boats on the river
On the winding riverbank the dawn unfurls, A silver hush of mist that curls and curls, The river’s breath in quiet blue, And boats that glide, their hulls a subtle hue. A barge, its
Read more →Rhubarb crumble
Rhubarb Crumble In a flour‑streaked kitchen, the afternoon sighs I snip the bright stalks, a ruby‑red surprise. The spoon dives into room‑temperature jam, Pastel‑yellowed leaves arranged in a caramel‑clad plan. Baking, with the
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