Cups and plates Buckets and spades Beakers and plastic straws All that remains Of the grand children’s visit In pinks and yellows Purple...

After many years of cat ownership, this is a poem written from personal experience. I am a tom cat Un-afraid As I stalk the path. I...

This starts off as tongue in cheek, but conveys a real message that there is a vibrant life after menopause. My undercarriage has slipped...

Xmas greetings one and all from Santa’s festive hall, packed with toys, chocolate treats and lots of nice things to eat. Rudolph and his...

This poem is about my husband. Alan’s the Man The Go To Man, The man at the end Of everyone’s phone. Be it electrical Or mechanical, Not...

A poem by a proud nana, celebrating her granddaughter’s adventurous nature. This was first published by the Soul Poets Society in...

I wrote this one after my Anorexia poem, as a relief really from the harsh reality of Anorexia, and as a bit of fun. Custard Tarts...