Lesley Young – Selected Poems #17
Poppy Appeal A centenary Of single, scarlet petals Lest we should forget This bold sacrifice Rivers of blood, and heartache For those left behind...
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Lesley Young – Selected Poems #16
Wedding Haiku Share each other’s lives In many ways. Go gently, Special friends always. Lesley Young – Writer and Poet ...
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Lesley Young – Selected Poems #15
Identity Crisis She was looking for herself In all the usual places Seeking a connection But finding just blank spaces She’d tried the church and...
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Lesley Young – Selected Poems #14
On Becoming a University Lecturer I imagined this place would be grand With spires, and Eminent professors with spectacles And flowing gowns...
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Lesley Young – Selected Poems #13
I can resist anything but temptation * You’ll never be left on the shelf Reclining there so provocatively In your skimpy white robe...
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Lesley Young – Selected Poems #12
Jekyll and Hyde Us Jekyll and Hyde you, Hold me tight in the morning, Say that I’m lovely, stroke our worries away. Then somehow, and always...
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Lesley Young – Selected Poems #11
The Long Sleep Years I slept, long and fettered My slow-motion life This weariness, a leaden cloak My line of sight Blurred by wine and...
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Lesley Young – Selected Poems #10
Burren Light It began this way. A notion a slight suggestion a search for questions and a yearning just beyond my reach. A curiosity wavering...
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Lesley Young – Selected Poems #9
Comfort Eating “I’m leaving!” He declared “Life isn’t always a bowl of cherries living with you, Florentine!” “You’re so selfish” He added As he...
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Lesley Young – Selected Poems #8
Alford Dawn White-iced wonderland Startled by a valiant sun I wake to the morn Longing for you still November’s sparks, like tinder, Rekindling...
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Autumnal Equinox Yesterday, I watched A proud, defiant sun Rise above the cool, grey sea. I felt the chill of summer’s passing Only briefly, As a...
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Lesley Young – Selected Poems #6
Ten to Seven You might have seen me walking In the company of friends On Dartmoor’s ancient trails. You might have seen us strike a pose For a...
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