Teedy was born in Sheffield, Yorkshire, England in 1966. The only child of working class parents, Teedy attended Bradford University and qualified as a teacher.
Blessed with the gift of dyslexia Teedy has made writing one of her specialist subjects and poetry is her greatest love. Teedy draws a great deal of inspiration from 'people watching' and her own experiences of 'Northern ... more »
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Teedy Dawn Poems
It really is annoying when you can't read black on white, You just get lost so easily because you can't tell left from right. When words all look like pictures and letters jump around, And mathematics baffles you because it has no sound.
Tears Fall From The Statue of Liberty
Oh America. Can’t you hear her? Your mother is crying. She mourns her lost sons and daughters who blood lies sacrificed on some other distant shore.
I fear my little child. I fear that she will not feed and grow strong and healthy, I fear that she will stop breathing when I am out of the room or selfishly asleep,
One morning I woke up dead
No more the gentle song of spring, No more the touch of anything, No more the guiding, tender hand, No more to walk upon this land.
The Teachers Lament
At first, things were fine; we got on quite well, Sharing our thoughts we started to gel The hours that we spent together were few But, they meant such a lot and all of us knew
Ode To My Gynaecologist
As I lay down upon your bed, A million thoughts run through my head, Not least of all, I have to wonder, Why you chose to work ‘down-under’.
Its mammography day, ‘hip hip hooray’, I’m really not that scared, I’ve had a few; I’m quite expert and thoroughly prepared. The waiting room is always cold and full of anxious faces,
Soap By The Washbowl
Small piece of white, marbled soap, Sitting neatly beneath the china bowl.
Blessed Are The Peacemakers
Blessed are the peacemakers, For they strive to bring order to a world of chaos and uncertainty, They bring hope to those whose guardians have rejected them and forced them to a live a life without choice.
Only child. Lonely child. The symbol of perfection, in my father's eye, A life of expectations, which naturally were high.
Lets Visit Grandma (ironic)
What this? Oh God, I’m really in a stew, My kids have arrived and I don’t know what to do. I didn’t pick up the phone and drew the blinds down low,
Tell Me How To Stop Loving You
Tell me how to avoid the places where we used to go, Tell me how to ignore people that we used to know, Tell me how to throw away your shirt, Tell me how to hide the hurt.
New Girl Eaten Alive
The office shark lies silently in languid pools of loathing, She waits; waits for her moment to mock and mark my failings. Behind sham sincerity she hides, her mind adrift in a sea of desperate measure.
I run to the moors, where the wind calls wild And screams in my face like a tormented child, Alone there, I stand, beneath the rain’s cry Watching splintering sunlight lift the earth to the sky.
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It really is annoying when you can't read black on white,
You just get lost so easily because you can't tell left from right.
When words all look like pictures and letters jump around,
And mathematics baffles you because it has no sound.
I'm capable, articulate and speak with true conviction,
Yet it's written works and reading words that highlight my affliction.
Sometimes I worry silently, the fear just makes me sick,
I fear that people judge me because they think I'm ‘thick'.
So I offer up this silent prayer to ease my troubled mind,
Let others see me, ...