Thursday, 7 July 2011


I haven't posted a poem on this blog for a long time, so while I have been thinking and writing about gardens and flowers, here's a garden poem:


all it takes to be happy
is a line of washing
drying gently in the sun,
a fork stuck in a border,
sunlight falling through leaves,

striking the gold rim
of the blackbird's eye
as it watches from the fence
for the digging to be done.

This is one of my poems that was set to music by singer and choir leader Polly Bolton and performed at the recent Much Wenlock Poetry Festival.

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