Trebetherick (John Betjeman Poem)
We used to picnic where the thrift Grew deep and tufted to the edge; We saw the yellow foam flakes ...
John Betjeman Poems on Night (7 Poems)
Dilton Marsh Halt (John Betjeman Poem)
Was it worth keeping the Halt open, We thought as we looked at the sky Red through the spread of ...
Five O’Clock Shadow (John Betjeman Poems)
This is the time of day when we in the Mens's ward Think "one more surge of the pain and ...
Sun and Fun (John Betjeman Poem)
I walked into the night-club in the morning; There was kummel on the handle of the door. The ashtrays were ...
Guilt (John Betjeman Poem)
The clock is frozen in the tower, The thickening fog with sooty smell Has blanketed the motor power Which turns ...
Diary of a Church Mouse (John Betjeman Poem)
Here among long-discarded cassocks, Damp stools, and half-split open hassocks, Here where the vicar never looks I nibble through old ...
Christmas (John Betjeman Poem)
The bells of waiting Advent ring, The Tortoise stove is lit again And lamp-oil light across the night Has caught ...