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Created while laying half on half off my bed, one arm tooked up in my blankets, the other losing circulation as I lean down to my phone to type it on Padlet wall.

Goody good morrow :)

Oh hello there
very nice to meet you.
I am a blonde dyslexic writer
with a spontaneous point of view.

I've been on Futurelearn
poetry was the choice.
To understand and analyse
poets and their voice.

Long may my love linger
Poetry, prose, verse.
Fingers crossed I last eternity
before my soul disperse.

There's so much hidden talent
So many I've yet to see.
I just need more time to read them
I just need to be free.

Having few hours
to refine and tweak.
Struggling to calm down
unable to speak.

Two days off
is the only time.
To practice my craft
to create my rhyme.

It flows off the tongue
like water on lips.
Joining courses
to pick up tips.

I hope you enjoy
My adventure awaits.
I look forward to your visits
apologies for mistakes.

This is my first time
that much you will see.
I hope you are inspired and like
Spontaneously me.

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The love of our toys
our favourite ones at that.
Like the ever spinning toy
or a fluffy felted cat.

We talk to each one
in hope for their reply.
And if we ever misplaced them
Oh forever we would cry.

Each doll with a pretty dress
Or a cuddly teddy bear.
With a lost eye or ripped paw
Lovingly fixed with care.

To bed they would go
wrapped up all tight.
Protect us from bad dreams
until the morning light.

We would adventure together
thick as thieves.
Together playing in the woods
amongst the branches and leaves.

Never would they let us down
Friends to the very end.
The best toys of my childhood
Of fun and let's pretend.

We must always treasure
our memories of our toys.
A time of pure innocence
adventuring and Joy's.

And so when my granddaughter
asks me a question,
holding her hands
and gets my attention.

I took in her toys
safely in her bed.
I tell them to sleep well
and kiss them on their head.

They are important to her
and important to me.
She cares for them so much
just like family.

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April 2021

Inspired by the online course William Wordsworth from (Futurelearn)

Where oh where have you been
Poet of gentle mind?
What thoughts and curiosities
mesmerising and kind.

Such a keen eye
of nature and earth
Astute in observations
gifted at birth.

I was impressed you tried
to look after every man.
Regardless of riches or rags
I am now a serious fan.

To use your craft
To educate and teach.
Those deep feelings and ideas
Are in everyone's reach.

You just have to stop
and give earth a chance.
She will delight your spirit
Put your mind in a trance.

Tis such a shame
your not here anymore.
Oh to have many a conversation
to listen and explore.

I would of had you visit Skipton
Roman road is where I would took.
Encouraged you to pack some sandwiches
and of course a little notebook.

Getting to the top
Beautiful view upon your eyes.
Heavenly stretches of mother nature
held down sweetly by the skies.

But sadly you are not
In God's presence there you write.
Looking down upon the lands
new perspectives and sight.

(Watch this space ,... still in progress)