Rookie - 245 Points (01/01/1966 / BIRMINGHAM)


1. Where Art You Now? 1/3/2008
2. To Touch The Morning Of The Spring 5/5/2008
3. Ten Thousand Crosses 6/24/2008
4. Separation 9/2/2010
5. The Chuckery Wall 10/20/2010
6. Where Is The Joy Of The Child That I Was? 8/17/2011
7. The Scarlet Petals 8/27/2011
8. The Forgotten Apple Tree 8/30/2011
9. Is This The Ground Beneath My Feet? 9/6/2011
10. That Dark, Inconsolable Sky 9/8/2011
11. When The Clouds Begin To Part 10/20/2011
12. I Shall Hide Myself Away 12/19/2011
13. That Night Was Silent And So Still (Christmas Poem) 12/28/2011
14. I Melt Like The Frost 1/11/2012
15. The Gwynant Sunrise (Skimming Stones) 3/17/2012
16. Hallelujah, The Lord Is Risen! 4/8/2012
17. Let Music Flow 4/9/2012
18. All I Want In Life 4/10/2012
19. Let 4/18/2012
20. Those Joyful Days 1/15/2014
21. My Lord As Sweet As Waking Spring 10/27/2015
22. Scafell 10/6/2015
23. Badger 10/6/2015
24. Your Love 4/14/2012
25. Black For A Day 4/24/2012
26. The Mirror 11/3/2011
27. Let It All Out 11/13/2011
28. Love Is Like An Ornament 9/29/2011
29. The Road To Peace Or War 9/25/2011
30. If We Could See As Children See 8/29/2011
31. When I Look Upon This World 8/20/2011
32. I Look Unto The Passing Clouds 8/14/2011
33. Cafe Breakfast 8/16/2011
34. If Ice Should Form Around My Heart 7/26/2011
35. When God My Father Calls Me There 12/1/2009
36. The School Tree 6/27/2008
37. Sunset 6/29/2008
38. The Skies Ever-Changing 6/4/2008
39. Stars 6/6/2008
40. Speedwell And Daisies 6/6/2008


  • Gleb Zavlanov Gleb Zavlanov (10/14/2013 12:44:00 PM)

    You are a peerless genius!

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  • Zeinab Alwady Zeinab Alwady (6/1/2012 12:00:00 PM)

    i like what u write

  • Angela Wybrow Angela Wybrow (6/7/2011 3:43:00 PM)

    I love 'The Water Wheel' and am intending to include it in my folder of work for my Grade 4 London College of Music Speech & Drama exam, which I'm planning to take in the Autumn term. I love your work! It's so descriptive and really paints a picture! I've got a few poems on here too.

  • Kevin Casey (9/26/2009 7:33:00 AM)

    This poem is a reflection of two eras and the style is that of some one born in the sixties, it reminds me of the hovis advert ''me mam went downt shops today real bread and real butter stuff, sixties children generally in england lived in the new generation of freedom and jet fighters the dandy the beano alf tupper out of the victor, we looked around and believed in ideals, believing this awful situation was of a time before the last war aware of a dark past but in reality many children are still abandoned home alone under the same darkness, society and social values have been totally eroded, times are very victorian with a laser twist all advocated by Margaret milk snatcher Thatchershe got what she wanted gloom and doom

  • Duncan Wyllie (8/11/2009 2:38:00 PM)

    *********************************** Andrew Blakemore ***********************************

    Here is a man who displays the ancient art-form of poetry with absolute compassion and undiluted commitment, I have read many of his works, and there is such a freshness about them
    So HONEST and compelling, , , If you have not read some of Andrews Amazing accomplishments, then all I can say is ……………Go treat yourself! ! ! , ,

  • Alison Cassidy (10/16/2008 6:35:00 PM)

    Andrew is a fine lyrical poet, reminiscent of John Keats. He has polished his poetic craft till it shines and his phrasing and style are impeccable and always satisfying. He combines a fine poetic ear, a discerning poetic voice and the eye of one who notices and cares. It is always a joy to read your work, Andrew. love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

  • Thad Wilk (10/16/2008 5:47:00 PM)

    To Andrew Blakemore and others whom it may concern,
    Andrew is a 'poet's poet extraordinaire', highly polished in th' art of painting scenes
    from his words, bringing out those vibrant colours enhancing and capturing th' senses
    of th' love, life and beauty 'that surrounds us all' - He has without a doubt, turned out
    through his unique talent and gift, 'poetry that are murals' from the gallery of his mind.
    Best regards my friend!

  • Bonnie Collins (10/9/2008 11:08:00 PM)

    Andrew Blakemore has the once in a lifetime talent of a writter with so many forms of imagery, his journey may take you to the hills to the ocean, or just to watch a snow flake fall, he can make you cry, feel sad, for feel so happy to be alive, his easy flow makes it such a pleasure for the reader to enjoy whatever beholds in the mind of the writter. His sensitivity shows true colour with every emoiton within his soul... There are many writters in this world as far back as time permits, with suspence, romance, humor and many more, THEN there is Andrew Blakemore.....

  • Lynda Robson (10/8/2008 11:28:00 AM)

    Andrew has a unique style, he draws the reader in with his wonderfully woven poetry on any subject, so vivid the reader could be there looking on, a fantastic modern day poet who is well worth taking a look at, you will not be disappointed.

  • Ernestine Northover Ernestine Northover (9/2/2008 3:15:00 PM)

    Andrew is a 'natural' and his poems are a joy to find. He is a weaver of such excellence and one cannot be unmoved when reading his works. He has a wonderful way of explaining his subjects and brings his storylines to life in a very special way. I am always thrilled to read each poem he writes and the pleasure is all mine. If you want to find a fine poet, he is here.


I Wrote Her Name Upon The Sand

I walked along the shoreline
As the ocean looked so blue,
The seagulls called upon the wind
Above me as they flew,
So far across the waters there
I knew my love did stay,
I wrote her name upon the sand
But waves washed it away.

I watched the clouds like dreams go by
With happiness we shared,
As I looked out across the sea
And wished that she still cared,
I'd lost all hope of loving
And I could but only pray,
I wrote her name upon the sand
But waves washed it away.

Around her name a heart of love
That wasn't meant to be,
A ...

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So Still The Night

So still the night
The stars are bright
Up in the evening sky,
Alone I stare
Through twilight air
And watch the night go by,
Above the trees
Are memories
Of all I left behind,

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