England Poems | Examples of England Poetry

Alma is back on BBC with tales of eccentricity even the critics said it’s good they’re calling Bolton, "Brollywood" claiming it's worth the licence fee It's warmth is positivity facing life and absurdity in ways no-one else, would or could Alma is back BAFTA...Read the rest...

Robin Hood, Robin Hood, riding through the glen! Robin Hood , Robin Hood and his merry men give to the rich what they' taken from the poor. The world in which I'm living ain't the one I knew before....Read the rest...

Hiding again from the dazzling sun Why am I here, I’ve no clue There’s no necessity to walk around No urgent business to do Sounds like I’m killing the time, but I’m not It is exactly the opposite Time is...Read the rest...

Sunlight dictates our days somehow Evenings speak of duvets now People begin to cough or sneeze Trees start to dread each single breeze E-type says there’s nowhere to park Mornings complain about the dark Blackberries doubt that they’ll get picked English...Read the rest...

Westward in the winter mist unwavering wing-beat rhythm thrusting purposeful powerful pale creatures of a pale world, outstretched magnificence reshaped from the haughty elegance of arched necks and curved wing-folds white on a summer’s placid lake. On a cold foggy morning in Dorset, England, in January, 1992, I heard the distinctive wingbeats...Read the rest...

It was suggested that I try my hand at writing a Limerick. I hope you enjoy this first attempt! A bit more political than I anticipated but I guess we're inspired and moved by current events!...Read the rest...

The irresistible force removed the object the unmovable slave trade always a profit always forever a normalised project so why would Britannia be willing to stop it why would you pay just to give them away...Read the rest...

September comes with autumn Leaves will all fall away Leaving the bark naked For the snow and the spray. Leaves were once shelter From the searing heat of sun Now have aged and brown, Seems their year’s work is done. Winter is rushing...Read the rest...

I drank in the mist Of early morning dew, Hours crawled like minutes Grey sky once so blue. Woke up this morn Ready for life’s thrill, Began with hot coffee An every day’s drill. For breakfast went we To George’s Stakehouse Inn, Libby, sister, husband...Read the rest...

When he left us, he left us too soon. He starred in 13 episodes of "Tycoon". It was a day that all of his fans were sure to hate. Christopher left us at the young age of fifty-eight. He...Read the rest...

There is a part of me that you cannot see, you have to rewind the clock to the sixty degree angle, and keep your eyes on the circles in front of you and walk briskly...Read the rest...

We walked briskly across the traveled path And stumbled upon something peculiar in the dark We didn’t stop to look around, Night was hunkering down upon us and we were All in a hurry to catch the mid-night bus It...Read the rest...

It was a day that classic Doctor Who fans would certainly hate. We said goodbye to the man who starred as Captain Mike Yates. His death was even more sad because he died on Christmas Day. Millions of...Read the rest...

Written to my Cousin Madelyn McKay six years ago. She was a poetess here as cancer consumed her body. May my magical and kind cousin ….rest in peace! Maggie . She had sent me an article...Read the rest...

Today we observed the sunrise in New England and once again we were agog as we watched that bright orange dot finds it’s pathway through the fog. Next, we walked the Shore Path in Bar Harbor where...Read the rest...