Tag: poem

Why are you here with me? ..

Why are you here with me? When there are deserts and oceans to see Why do you call this place home? When there are towns and cities to roam Why do you stay by my side? When there are ships to sail and planes to ride What is this magnetic force? That keeps you here…

The Antique Shop

The Antique Shop Books standing proudly wearing jackets of dust Aroma’s of vanilla, tobacco, and musk China teapots with chintzy bouquets A knitted shawl that has seen better days A lonely cup missing its friend Brasses and tapestries gone out of trend An oversized vase with a hairline crack a redundant, unwanted  letter rack A military coat…

A Child of The Seventies (Poem)

A Child of The Seventies   Sherbet dib dabs, platforms, flares Name That Tune, Celebrity Squares Doing handstands against the wall Pop to the phone box to make a call Friday at five, its Crackerjack! Knock next door for my shuttlecock back    Startrite sandals and ankle socks Measles, Mumps, and Chickenpox Taping songs from…

A Humble Dog, Poem by Kate Hanford.

Do you wish you could have a conversation with your dog? or know exactly what they are thinking? I do, all the time. Maybe it would be something like this… A Humble Dog I’m not a dog of many words, I think you must agree Unless I spot next doors cat, sitting in a tree Or…

The Yoga Class, A poem by Kate Hanford.

Are you one of those people who make New Years Resolution’s to get fitter, slimmer, healthier every year? That’s ok because I’m not either! I wrote this poem for anyone who has ever been to a yoga class and found it a horribly embarrassing experience. Everyone else is super toned, wearing the latest gear and able…

Don’t Forget…A Poem, by Kate Hanford.

Don't forget - Poem

We are always so busy it’s easy to forget an invitation or be late for an appointment because we forgot to write it down. Do you have a message board with all your reminders in one place? Maybe it looks something like this: The message board hangs on the kitchen wall with Post-It notes in…

Dog Bereavement (The Real Truth)

 Dog Bereavement (The Real Truth) It’s been almost three months since I lost Alfie and the first time I’ve been able to talk about losing him. I don’t think there is any coincidence that I started this blog soon after Alfie died, it was his gift me. Whilst I was walking around looking for feathers…