SCRAPYARDS GALORE

by | Aug 9, 2021 | Poems

In a desert place with dry flat sand,Redundant aircraft in a line they stand,Outdated, inefficient, too big, too small,Superfluous to the industry’s current call. I fear that there will be many, many, moreSurplus to airline fleets, left on the floor,Whilst this virus...

OLD NAIN JONES

by | Jun 6, 2021 | Poems

Old Nain Jones sits by her front room window,Her lace net curtains hanging still and low,Watching life on the street outside,With memories of when it was always cleaned with pride. Old Ted is out there still delivering coal,Once a fine young man, played in goal.Ah!...