Poetry from Anne Mullender's Poetry Group
The Red Dress
by Val Bolton
Look at that fabulous
bright red dress!
Wearing that I know I’ll impress.
Let’s go inside and try it on.
If I wait, it’s sure to have gone.
Empress line flows down to
hide my bumps,
whilst up above my bust – it jumps.
Halter neckline is so alluring.
In this dress I can’t be boring!
How I want to make it
mine!
Don’t you think it’s just divine?
How much did you say? Did I hear you right?
I’ll just sit down, I’ve had a fright!
No, not a fright, more of
a shock.
All that money! Just for a FROCK!!!!
Eternal Love by Helen J.
Watson
Fired with passion deep
inside
Arms around you gently glide
Warm on warm, skin to skin
Tender feeling from within
Fill my soul, complete my being
Blind to all but you I’m seeing
Endless time in which to wallow
Loving feelings only follow
Resting calm within your arms
Enfolded by your very charms
Encompassed feeling linger each day
To soar my soul in every way
Gentle calmness fills my soul
This heaven on earth in which we stroll
Enveloped in love our life has been
A joy to behold for all to have seen
Until our end on this earthly plain
Our physical bond will forever remain
Beyond the grave our spirits entwine
For eternally together will combine
Universal energy binds our love
Evermore everlasting for all above
Colourful hues soak our souls
Soft music absorbed fills the very whole
Sweet fragrance fills the very air
With every scent you could compare
Each tasty morsel for each is sent
So there fore the taking to keep content
As for our souls they now roam free
To gel as they want for ever to be
In happiness and harmony all entwine
Spirits and souls live on and combine.
(WRITING FOR CHILDREN)
I Love Going to Nana’s by
Joan Lakin
I love going to Nana’s
It’s such a magical place
With coloured boxes of toys
She plays with a funny face
Just around the corner is
Every kid’s dream come true
Miles of Golden sands and sea
Such a magnificent view
We took our buckets and
spades
To make sandcastles with moat
Filling our buckets with water
See if it will stay afloat
Love running into the sea
And feel it tickling my toes
Take a ride on a donkey
Slowly and graceful it goes
Taking our carrier bags
We go off searching for shells
Coloured stones, different shapes
Overhead a seagull yells
Please let me go on the
beach
It’s raining but I don’t care
Can still go for a paddle
Cagoule and wellies I’ll wear
There’s always the
amusements
With lots of two pence pieces
Playing the Machines for hours
And prizes it releases
Got to go home, such a
bind
I’d go often if I could
Maybe when I’m old enough
I can live there too, for good?
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