I feel the terrible news today cannot be ignored. This beautiful and poignant poem is written by writing friend Helen Laycock.
Yes, it’s National Kindness Day – so here’s a poem I prepared a little while ago. This poem will be in my new book coming out next May in Mental Health Week.
If you’d like to buy one of my books, you can do it from this page on my bookshop – I will receive a small amount of money for each book bought, which will help feed us hopefully at this time of no income!
Poppies for Remembrance
Scarlet poppies can flutter
like fragile butterflies
in the dry yellow corn
And they can dance
like graceful ballerinas
among the feathery stalks
Red poppies can glow
like bright little lamps
on our warm winter coats
And they can whisper,
like long-lost voices
from the forgotten fields
© Moira Andrew
Moira Andrew was born and educated in Scotland. She became a primary teacher, and later, after becoming a lecturer in Craigie College of Education in Ayr, began writing poetry. In her next job as head of a primary school near Bristol she started to write for children. Moira’s website is here.
Merry Christmas and Happy New Year to all Poetry Roundabout’s readers.
So many sheep, if asked, would tell
you how they’re wild and free
and independent minded. Well,
they’d say, you won’t catch me
consorting with the common herd.
I’ve even grown a fine goatee
and listen to Coltrane and Bird,
and read the works of well-known potes.
I think conformity’s absurd.
But when they round up all the goats
they’ll hide inside their woolly coats.