Bodkin Poems - Poems about Bodkin

...I don't have a return ticket not sure if this train is coming from somewhere or going onward. In the next seat a 'mick' relative, we converse in a grunting verse. Rough hands caked with unspok......Read the rest...

...This scarecrow is no country bumpkin His bottom and head are ripe pumpkin Touch him if you dare He’ll give you a scare By pricking your hand with a bodkin Inspired by the picture L......Read the rest...

...Excitedly we travelled to the fair. As fragrant scents of flowers filled the air. Dawns gift of light showing sights enthralling. Dewdrops mirror, broken pearlstrings falling. Sunshin......Read the rest...

...Two drummer boys rapped out a beat. (That Sabbeth day when both sides bled.) As bitter cold froze hands and feet. (Palm Sunday fourteen sixty one.) Both boys in war afraid to die. (A......Read the rest...

...That Sabbeth day when both sides bled, Palm Sunday fourteen sixty one. A blizzard raged as arrows sped, With armour piercing bodkin head. The war of roses had begun, That Sabbet......Read the rest...