It was the beginning of the 60s………1961!
I was almost 16 – loud music seemed like fun! Juke Box Jury dominated every Saturday night; along with back-combed beehive, which had to be just right! The local lads played football, for… Continue readingMelodious movement; waves of peace.
Gentle dogs on leads. Pinched expressions melt; crunched, hunched shoulders relax with ease. Yesterday's harsh, biting wind and rain forgotten on this autumn day; eliminated by the calmness of the dreamy, creamy foam, edging the… Continue readingSome voices speak of peace,
some voices speak of war.
Some voices are a joy to hear,
some voices chill you to the core!
Some voices speak sincerely,
some voices know just lies.
Some voices speak with empathy,… Continue reading
Do you remember milk-monitors?
The importance of their role!
With small bottles of milk,
Down desk rows they'd pace,
to help you reach your goal
of a white, milky ring,
like an O around your face!
Perhaps, like… Continue reading
Whirling winds,
Swirling snow. Silent city, Fields furrow. Winter's wisdom, Rightful rest. Springtime soon, Gardens grow. Wistful willow, Birds below. Summer season, Nature knows. Autumn always Bracing blows….. © Annette BorrillEndless miles of flat parcels of land
Beautiful wolds and beaches of sand. Folk who have lived here From families before, Who remember the days When yokes horses bore… Now soul-less buildings And massive machine Cut through the hedges, Destroying… Continue readingFoxglove Fairies
are finger – tip high; Translucent wings Against indigo sky. Flitting so swiftly, They quietly weave Spells of magic ….If you just believe… © Annette Borrill
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