Biography of heather sweeting
Retired Nurse Manager, now helping in Primary schools and enjoying time with grandchildren.
heather sweeting Poems
The crack of a twig, the twitch of a tail, Something moved on the jungle trail. Crickets chirped in the warm night air, And all the time, something else was there.
Social mobility, all in all is a laudable aspiration, But is it 'up' from being 'down' or 'sideways' in any direction? And who decides where 'up' is - by what measure, compass or scale? Your zenith may be my nadir, your dross my Holy Grail!
Our snow weary world tires of winter, and rain sodden oaks plead for sun, timid wrens mute their song in bare hedges as Earth whispers ‘Spring has begun’.
Busy bumbling, stirring, stumbling, wildly fanning fragile wings,
A Grandchild's Kiss
In a far off land many moons ago Was a forest where no man dared to go. With trees as thick as a witch’s broom It was darker than midnight on the moon!
A Nice Pub Lunch!
Never dine at an Inn where the landlord is thin and the bins in his yard overflowing. You could share your pies with vermin and flies, So remember to check before booking
Go For It!
Search for the pearl in the oyster, Pan for your gold in a stream, Never stop asking questions and always follow your dream.
Never The Same...
They never go away, Memories of that day, that night, When all the light took leave and flew. Darkness came and blocked all sight
Only her shoes on the shoe rack now, his, in a bag by the door. Now they've taken him to the Hospice, she says he won't need them anymore.
Could I but take your gentlest thoughts And weave them softly on a loom, Gossamer of purest gold Would make, for me, a rare cocoon.
Little Dhara Rapsanjani made her way down to the shore, Where the river was a torrent, from a storm the day before. She found a place amongst the rocks, shielded from the sun and began to wash the saris in the water, one by one.
Bramblepatch The Cat
Bramblepatch was a handsome cat A picture of feline perfection! From the tip of his nose to his lofty tail He exemplified natural selection!
Hope sped on ahead and cleared the far horizon, leaving no signs, no footprints in the way. How do I embrace the concept of tomorrow When I find no meaning in today?
Never The Same...
They never go away,
Memories of that day, that night,
When all the light took leave and flew.
Darkness came and blocked all sight
Of another day, another way.
When he died, half of you died too.
Now you struggle to balance,
Fight to take one step
Or you will never more stir.