Marie Causey Biography
The Poet: Marie Causey
On the 5th March 1959, a marvellous poet was born in Newton Le Willows Lancashire to George and Elsie Hurst. Her Name Marie Shirley Hurst. Marie also has a brother John & a sister Dorothy. In 1990, she became Marie Causey. Thanks to Phil. Marie has 2 children named Joanne & Sonya. Joanne and Sonya have given her 4 grandchildren; Fatima & Ibrahim, and Joshua & Jamie. Marie loves being a grandmother, She is very proud of her daughters and grandchildren.
Marie Causey, now 53 is a successful & vivacious poet. In the 1970’s, Marie was delighted to find that one of her poems, ‘Down in the Valley’ (a miner’s poem.) , had been exhibitioned in Ashton Library. This incidentally was her favourite poem! More good luck followed as she wrote a poetic book named ‘Coal Dust’.
‘Coal Dust’ was a tribute to her father George Hurst. He had worked as a miner since he was 14. Sadly, he died in 1988 aged 68.
Nowadays, in her spare time, Marie practices Spirit Art and Card Making. However, the rest of the time, she is writing hundreds of poems. All spectacular in every way! She has been interested in poetry from a young age.
Marie Causey is witty with words & shows her emotion in every phenomenal poems. Spine tingling poems are produced, filling you with passion. A few of them can be found at Poemhunter.com.
The brilliance of Marie Causey’s mind & heart gleams bright in all of her poems. Marie has a remarkable future in poetry ahead of her. She should continue for the sake of her fans, friends & family.
When it started I thought the spot was just a bite
Then more joined up I knew something wasnt right
Next my skin began to pain, ache, and kind of tingle
The On call doctor said you have got shingles
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After She Made It to the News papers life was never same again
people recognised her as a POET, it became a blooming pain
In Tesco everyone would look, in the chemist they would wink
Being a famous Poet was harder than anyone would think
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Johnny stood besides his brother
crying Tommy look after mother,
He was going to fight a bloody war
tears fell as he walked out the door
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The menopause arrives with out warning
Childbearing days over as day is dawning
Hot flushes, tears sheer unease
HRT patches work for me please
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We say we are twin sisters separated before birth, my sister dot and me
We seem to do and think the same each day, unbelievably
One of us has an idea, The other carries it out
Twins separated before birth that's what we two are about
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