THE ROAD TO HAWORTH MOOR (Barry Tebb Poems)
for Brenda Williams The dawn cracked with ice, with fire grumbling in the grate, With ire in the homes we ...
for Brenda Williams The dawn cracked with ice, with fire grumbling in the grate, With ire in the homes we ...
Sitting in outpatients With my own minor ills Dawn's depression lifts To the lilt of amitryptilene, A double dose for ...
For Brenda Williams La lune diminue; divin septembre. Divine September the moon wanes. Pierre Jean Jouve Themes for poems and ...
Alone in Sutton with Fynbos my orange cat A long weekend of wind and rain drowning The tumultuous flurry of ...
They have my own fear of the dark, Tupapau - spirits of the dead they call it; Returning late with ...
The women are all wearing imitation silk scarves, Blackpool or Biarritz, sipping Woman, masticating The morning's post, new babies and ...
AGAINST THE GRAIN "Oxford be silent, I this truth must write Leeds hath for rarities undone thee quite." - William ...
STANDING IN EDEN 1 Poetry claimed me young on Skegness beach Before I was born I answered her cry For ...
THE LANDS OF MY CHILDHOOD 1 I am leaving the holy city of Leeds For the last time for the ...
MOORING POSTS 1 The mooring posts marked on the South Leeds map Of 1908 still line the Aire's side, huge, ...
Give me life at its most garish Friday night in the Square, pink sequins dazzle And dance on clubbers bare ...
You are my dream Of the East You are my life In the West Fused in one You begin my ...
Just a family get-together in a terrace house in Bradford High tea with a few stuffy aunts I hadn't seen ...
When my mam had to go Up north to look after gran, Margaret's mam said I could Stop with them; ...
I had a father once, the records say. He has gone away down the long avenue Of death, on the ...
We had a new house And split the decorating. You took the piled rolls of paper, While I stacked the ...
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