I’m sat in my writing room looking out at darkness once again. That isn’t entirely accurate of course. I can see the edges of the houses whose back gardens lead onto ours. I can make out the shape of a…
Sunday Poem – Lisa Brockwell
I’m not in my writing room today – sat on the sofa instead, in front of the T.V because I’ve been watching the wonderfulness that is Gogglebox. Last time I watched this, I was in Groningen in Holland, curled up…
Sunday Poem – Myra Schneider
No view today apart from the dark, and my own reflection in the window, and through the gaps of the houses opposite, I can see a few streetlights, and one window in the house opposite has a light on. It’s only…
Sunday Poem – Linda Gregerson
It is glorious sunshine today here, though half of the garden is already in shadow, now that it is mid-afternoon. The hawthorn tree is still covered in red berries, and at the bottom of the garden, the laurel bushes that we…
Sunday Poem – Jennifer Copley
I can’t remember if I told you all about this last week, but while I was away in Malaga my husband built wall-to-ceiling shelves in our box room, which is now going to be my writing room. Although I’ve had…
Sunday Poem – Elisabeth Sennitt Clough
Another two weeks has rolled by and I gave myself another pass last weekend, as I was on a much-needed holiday in Malaga with three friends from my running club. After a busy few months of teaching and poetry related…
Sunday Poem – Flora De Falbe
Another two week gap since my last blog post has opened up! Since I last wrote, all of this has happened – My last day at work as a peripatetic brass teacher for Cumbria Music Service was on Wednesday. As…
Sunday Poem by Rowland Crowland
I think I’ve been blogging for around three years and I’m pretty sure a huge part of that time has been spent painting various rooms in various houses. I just had a wave of deja vu hit me as I…
Sunday Poem – Jill Munro
The end of my second week of living alone and the strain is starting to show! How do people with children do this? It has been hard work keeping up with teaching, and my freelance writing work, and walking the…
Sunday Poem – Penny Sharman
I’ve had one of the best half terms ever -the weather has been great all week, and although I had a couple of things on during the week, I wasn’t rushing around at my usual frantic pace. My Poetry School…