Creative Works
Yesterday has gone
Some memories linger on
Like footprints in sand


Grandad
Grandad on my mother’s side,
Was a Yorkshire miner,
Before he went to war.
Dialect
Aging

Saint Cuthbert
He came at low tide,
Walking the pilgrim’s way from Beal Sands,
Following the guideposts to Lindisfarne.
Free verse
Spirituality

Autumn
He sat in the pub when the world was brown,
In the afternoon of his humdrum life.
He ordered a double and phoned his wife,
Sonnet
People

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