A Community Network for Bowes Park and Bounds Green
A mass of granite thrust up
Through the schists and gneiss of lower hills;
Planed down by the ice cap;
Split, shattered and scooped
By frosts, glaciers and the strength of running water.
Its strong flight haunts not precipice, but plateau –
One summer day, your ear catches the plover-like cry –
You pause and watch – no bird is there;
You move softly towards the sound,
And in a moment, one bird, then another,
Confessions of a Middle Aged Girl
We met at the retreat, friends at first.
Casual conversations, weeding organic vegetables.
Occasional weekenders, just friends.
You were slightly younger, tall, dark, attractive
In an ugly way. Kind words. Common sense.
Good hugs, but friends, just friends.
Then one weekend it changed: or I changed.
Friday as usual, Saturday transition,
Sunday I was…Continue
Gangnam Style Strictly Sonnet
We’re glued to the set every Saturday
To see glamour and glitz, sequins and frills
Athletes, presenters, singer and actors
Strutting and gliding to show off their skills.
Now we know who’ll be going to Blackpool
With the judges and Claudia and Tess
Who’ll be cool? Who’ll play the fool? Who will rule?
Will their tangos or salsas have finesse?
Craig Revel Horwood is…Continue