The summer sun blasts its relentless rays
On the city streets.
Sweat pours from brows of busy commuters
...
Prefects
They think I am better than the rest
Of all the boys and girls at school -
...
This is Edith Cavell HUMANIT
One hundred years ago she stood
So eight German soldiers could
...
Bullying
That slightly drooping wrist
That exaggerated lisp
That pathetic tone of voice
...
As you descend the escalator
and arrive on the platform,
A voice is heard saying:
'Mind the Gap! '
...
Church has no plural form
There's only one - all across the world
And each and every follower
Is a small but vital member
...
My mum always said, 'If you can draw a line you can paint a picture'
I think its true to say that if you can move you can dance.
...
Oh no! My phone battery died!
How can I begin to explain this amazing sight - this awesome light?
I shall endeavour to describe the wonder that I've seen -
But I cannot do it justice -
...
Vaccination isn't new
In centuries it's been a few
Lady Mary's pox vaccine
Constantinople 1717
...
Pride: What does it mean?
Some simply say 'SIN! '
I say it is feeling happy in my skin.
It's not about being better than another
...
They couldn't be more different:
Sylvain in his sixties and Lola, her twenties
But each has known trauma.
...
I have been writing poetry since I was 11 years old.)
Walking On The Shady Side Of The Street
The summer sun blasts its relentless rays
On the city streets.
Sweat pours from brows of busy commuters
Rushing hither and thither
With stress and bother
Desperate to make that urgent appointment
Frustrated at the standstill traffic.
Boiling in the stifling heat
At the point of collapse and defeat.
On the other hand
Tourists visiting from abroad
Taking leisurely strolls
With no timetable or agenda
Absorbing the sights and history
Walking on the shady side of the street.