Kentish Poems - Poems about Kentish

...Lost dexterity since fingers tap away at qwerty keyboard... since being a student in grade, junior and high school analogous to geometry proof how lack of use proves quite aware that finger musc......

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...Tynecot. God's acre. Here.. A quiet churchyard on the Kentish Weald Finches flit from holly to yew Shafts of gold pierce the morning sky Calm is the air, serene is the view. ......

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...PART ONE You tap me on the shoulder and ask whose staff I'm on, Startled I try to tell you but see that you have gone Down the path of memory to a place of no-recall Where I'll no longer find y......

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...His ramrod back, his brill-creamed hair and waxed moustache gave him a certain air, a certain dash, and a military bearing. His speech was clipped. He walked his stick with sergeant major's f......

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...London is bewildered by its roads The Circular, the North,the South, the Codes The Morse and the Enigma Turing broke So now we have new bicycles with spokes Once we had the A to Z in hand ......

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...London is bewildered by its roads The Circular, the North,the South,  the Codes The Morse  and the  Enigma Turing broke So now we have new bicycles with spokes Once we had the A to Z  in hand ......

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...No one not even you will ever know beforehand how things will go. Practice may make perfect but perfect is no guarantee of success. The council sent a wrecking crew which is the......

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...Brexit Sonnet No.16 ‘Diverse Woven Strands’ Our embroidered story, with boundaries crissed and crossed, With boats and men ‘o horse in serried rows. With comets, relics, hawks and battles lo......

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...Hereith Euston Euston station I never pass Euston station at times without feeling homesick hereith we call it - hereith a longing watching the trains pull out of the station into its dark tunnels ......

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...Euston Euston station I never pass Euston station at times without feeling homesick hereith we call it - hereith a longing watching the trains pull out of the station into its dark tunnels imagining......

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...An Irish marmelade loaf A Scottish parkin Kentish nut & pear layer Staffordshire oatcake Brummie bacon cakes- A teatime Snack !......

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...In Arras field he watched that day A flash of light against the grey, High explosives whistled all around And fallen thousands filled the ground. Kentish man against the wall, He had defended to the ......

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