Beccy : Writing

Christmas card

Christmas card

A Poem by Beccy


Just a few more days to go,preparations are well under wayand even the incessant rain cannotdampen the joy, when I at last hearthe sound I have been w..
A bag of sixpences. (Or what love is.)

A bag of sixpences. (Or what love is.)

A Poem by Beccy


My father was telling me about sixpences;(not for the first time,)and my mother was laughing,as she does."He still thinks you ought to beable to get i..
Rendezvous

Rendezvous

A Poem by Beccy


Wrote this a while back. Just thought I'd dust it off.
The poet within us all.

The poet within us all.

A Poem by Beccy


Inspired by Richard's poem, 'Neophyte.'
Little white lies

Little white lies

A Poem by Beccy


Please don't call me on the phone,it's really hard when he's at home.I have to say, "Oh yes, Oh quite,"when I just long to hold you tight.I say, "Good..
Rhyming Fourlets (Hic!)

Rhyming Fourlets (Hic!)

A Poem by Beccy


just a bit of fun.
By Lake Vyrnwy

By Lake Vyrnwy

A Poem by Beccy


A slender tree, vertical as noonstands alone to the left of the lake.It is quite beautiful; and close upthe resin swells, live amber glows,beckoning m..
Mercadillo del Jueves

Mercadillo del Jueves

A Poem by Beccy


He sits hunched over his workbench.At first glance, he is old;sinew and bone, skin like leather,but his hands were deft,those of a much younger man.Mo..
A fragment of the whole

A fragment of the whole

A Poem by Beccy


Time stored all, but kept its council.Wrote no history of our creation,but chronicled instead,the ancient forests,the ceaseless oceans.Aeons passed, e..
There are those who wear hats whilst walking their dogs in villages.

There are those who wear hats whilst walking their..

A Poem by Beccy


There is a plumpness in the air, that sayswe never lack two Sundays in a week; and thereis the surety of God's acre stretching greenly.An unspoken sus..

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