My Poetry

Writing poetry over the years has allowed me to put into words my feelings about the people, places and events that have shaped my life. 


Regrets

Oh would that I

Could turn back time

And stay those hasty

Words of mine

W.E.A.


Orion

As night gives way

To another bustling day

Orion in all his glory

Silently slips away

W.EA.


Picking Blackberries


Mercia


You


Great Grandmother


Little Robin

My little friend
Comes every day
To beg at
My back door.

He never says
A word of thanks
But back he
Comes for more.

Does he know
The joy he brings
When he flutters
Into view?

Or how my heart
So fills with love
For a little bird
Like you.

W.E.A.


The Journey