Nostalgia England Poems

In those days we had to make do and mend.
Milk bottles we would rinse out and return.
Kellogg’s cartons we collect for children
to cut and paste...

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I dained that I'd distress the Dutch,
Refrain the French with such - and - such.
'Gainst Germans I'd my victory forge,
Churchillian chants in Cheddar Gorge.

Send Poles...

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I remember as a child at school drinking those small bottles of milk.
I remember feeling posh wearing a tie made out of silk.
I remember running...

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“Howdy Amos”, “Howdy Seth”, without a glance.
Amos t’aint much for words as he stares straight ahead
His gaze as straight as his furrows.
Amos is what you...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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Stones I Have Known

I know that stone - scoured smooth beneath the tread
Of workers' feet too early out of bed.
It sparkled finely to my childish...

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Medieval Poems

How Long the Night
anonymous Middle English lyric, circa early 13th century AD
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

It is pleasant, indeed, while the summer lasts
with...

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There's a spot on the horizon
In the ripple of the sun
Where railway lines and stanchions fuse
And merge, becoming one.

I was staring from the platform
When a...

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by Bob Moore © 2019
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Tourist Trails

Savouring the swathe of Southern England;
orchards, oast houses, open fields,
cliffs with caverns camera-worthy,
splashing sea and salty cooling breeze,
well-trodden trails, treasures from history,
hidden hostelries, houses...

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The Cotswolds are a bunch of hills in rural England's heart
They're green and rolling, full of sheep that frolic, bleat and fart.
People come from far...

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Hartlepool , My Hometown

St Hilda's bathed in sunlight Is a sight i love to see
The Marina with it's many boats, that’s the place for me
Back...

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There once was a long vanished England;
Of well-spoken presenters 
Of the BBC Home Service,
Light Service, and Children’s Favourites, 
Of coppers and tanners, and ten bob...

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He had no insight into the mysteries
Of the gilded sports 
Of the British social elite,
By the time he arrived at his beloved college,
Long, long ago...

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Chairs lined with stripes, 
green and white,
became ski jump ramps
for feelings, innocent and pure,
taking off from the edge
hoping to defy the gravity of fears. 

Only...

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