Tag: tuesday platform

A word to the unwise

Poem seeing the light of day at last

The strand

An ekphrastic poem for the Tuesday Platform

This year’s nests

“Enjoy the Spring of Love and Youth,    To some good angel leave the rest; For Time will teach thee soon the truth,   There are no birds in last year’s nest!” * A robin is not just for Christmas kitsch cards and rosy redbreast in sentimental snow – this blooded bully with its matador caped chest and eye, beady sharp as scissored beak is salve for wakeful winter midnights compulsive songster…