Poem – Silver Dew

The poem Silver Dew has had a minor rewrite after some help from Terry and Helen at The Indian King Arts Centre, Camelford, Cornwall :-
Silver Dew

A giant stag, a sandy roadI follow them – an open gateGold flowers in a golden bowlThere’s only one more step to take
A golden bar moves into [...]

Turtle poem

In the bloom of yoof, young Myrtle TurtleTook a shine to paint
‘I’m gonna buy some,’ she declared.‘I can hardly wait!’
She ambled off towards the shopsHer purse of pennies jingling
Then amorous George gave her the eyeHer toes they started tingling
Very soon behind a duneTheir DNA was mingling
And Myrtle’s path through life and stuffHad circumvented singling
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Where’s the [...]