A love in verse

Where Love Belongs

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We live in a wild tangle: spider plants,

Joy, easy chairs, their day long had,

A plethora of cats, daughters that dance

Lose things and watch the box and love their Dad,

Rooms that are pastel pink and blue and green,

Corners where cherished cobwebs fear no broom,

Gnarled table-legs where cats’ long claws have been.

And nooks where shadows spread a friendly gloom,

Fine ancient bric-a-brac chosen with care

Long shelves of books well-loved and worn, a Mum

Whose young heart has a part in all that’s there,

Without whom home and all the world is glum,

Her garden! Filled with flowers singing songs

Of our wild tangled home where love belongs. 


In The Night

In the night I find your hand

Squeeze and feel your pressed reply

The truth of love I understand...

The Queen of Brentford

Has anybody seen the Queen of Brentford?

She goes by foot… she goes by bus

She no longer has her chariot...