poetry
-
It’s Friday and so it’s time for my guest writer slot. It gives me great pleasure to welcome Lance Greenfield this week. If you’d like to be a guest on my blog, please get in touch: estherchilton@gmail.com. Poems can be up to 60 lines and prose 2000 words. If you’d like to add a short
-
When I first asked you to write a limerick as a bit of fun to cheer everyone up, little did I realise what I was starting. It seems you’ve relished them and would like to make this a regular thing to bring a smile to a Monday morning. Here are you wonderful creations from last
-
Have you got a passion for poetry? Then you might like to take a look at The Writers Bureau‘s annual poetry competition. The closing date is 31st July 2019 and the first prize is £300. Their competition page is certainly worth a look, as there are some helpful tips for entering poerty competitions. ***
-
Unloved I’m not a creature who is loved the best, In fact, most say I’m an awful pest, It’s not my fault, I don’t mean to be, Nature made me as I am, you see, I love cats and dogs the most, You humans aren’t the best hosts, I like to flip and flap and
-
Unwanted Gifts It is the worst time of year, One that fills me with great fear, It’s my birthday next week, you see, I know I should be filled with glee, To receive presents and gifts galore, But I don’t want them, not anymore, Not out-of-date sweets from Uncle Ken, Or twee ornaments yet again,
-
Knickers! Knickers is a funny word, And long johns are just absurd, Y-fronts is a silly name, And briefs just sound really tame, Thongs aren’t for the faint-hearted, On strings, don’t get me started, I don’t mind boxers one bit, But bloomers take the biscuit, I could give them names anew, But good old knickers
Esther Chilton 