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The Flame

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Like everyone around the world I was shocked and saddened by the fire at the Notre Dame. This is my attempt to describe the impact that fire can have on things we treasure. The FlameA flicker of a flameSeemingly innocentDances discreetly Disguising its intentionsFooling with the beautyOf its balletic movement Rapidly the intensityThe energy soonBecomes the enemy A single dancerSeemlessly joinedBy a resilient partnerCajoling othersTo unite in the danceOf destructionAn endless leaping chorusCreates a freneticFierce angry powerConsuming allThat dares to Prevent its progressionA devastating finaleA woeful tragedyA flicker of a flameAt first intoxicatingKnows no limits Till it brings the finalCurtain down....

And here’s the news...

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I am not very good at reading a newspaper, so I thought I would write a poem to summarise today’s news captured in The Mail on Sunday. I thought it might help me be more engaged.  
And here’s the news...
Vests stitched on by a bride who’s a Jihadi Shock horror Stacey Dooley Waltzes off with Kevin from Grimsby Boy mauled to death by a vicious bull dog Joey Barton once again acts like a thug Eco warriors planning a London Rampage Jude Law showing Y-fronts can’t be worn at any age Fleabag fashion’s all the rage Subo’s back on Saturday night TV A comeback appearance on BGT Homeowners confused which bin to put out Cocaine taking sailors up the spout  Men with beards are dirtier than dogs The West End battle of 80s pop gods I’ll quit before I find the next bit As it might be another tedious article ‘bout Brexit So that’s your titbits for today From articles in The Mail on Sunday. 

The Yorkshire Sculpture Park

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The Yorkshire Sculpture Park is one of our favourite places...full stop. The ever changing scenery is complemented by wonderful art exhibitions, which are either displayed in the purpose built galleries or are strategically placed around the park. We visit at least once a quarter and every time we go we are excited at the art and countryside on display. 
This is a poem I wrote some time back. The pictures are from our latest visit this week. 
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There’s something wonderful about YSP For a moment in time you feel ecstatically free Wandering through parkland that’s spectacularly undulating Where nature and human intervention are constantly evolving Holding back the excitement of finding new treasures Of intrigue and wonderment in equal measures  Highlights for me were  pieces by Kaws  Pop art in the extreme deserving applause  Silver pieces  lovingly crafted by Not Vital  Or colourful insights by Paolozzi delightful Then there’s the spectacular tree by Ai WeiWei  A man constantly challenging not a…

Mums

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Yesterday was Mothering Sunday. I went over to Hornsea to see my mum. It is easy to take for granted what mums have done for you in the past. It is easy to forget when the tables turn and they need your help. A little poem that asks the question “Mums...who needs them?” (By the way the picture is the earliest photo I have of me, Lesley and my brother with my mum). 
Mums
Mums...who needs them? Cleaning up after all your mess A listening ear, to sooth your stress Checking that you’re safe and well Who dote on you when you excel
Mums...who needs them? Making sure your pants are clean Before going out,check that you’ve been Pick your washing up from the floor Walk straight in, don’t knock on the door
Mums...who needs them? Worry that you’ll come a cropper Get into trouble with the local copper Make a cake for your special day Slap on the Grecian before they go grey
Mums...who needs them? Smother you with unconditional love To be the best friend a bloke could have Forgive your mistakes as …