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Christmas Holiday

snowflakes thomas
Snowflakes patterned
Like Nottingham Lace
Children skating
Creating faces
Of joy
Church bells ringing
People singing
A Christmas song
Everyone scurries
All of a flurry
To and fro
They have to go
And shop
Trudging through
The deep deep snow
Christmas is here
Everyone knows
In the ice cold snow

Thomas Sims

Coastal Bluff

 bud
Frozen laughter
Slices through salt edged air; 
Squeals of delight echo incongruously,
Weaving amongst deserted chalets.
An ageless orange skyline
Remains subdued as disfigured
Sunshine splinters along
Promenades carpeted with silvery hoar.
Stained faces
Stare seawards, breathing with the tide
And isolated shores confront a
Grey, foaming aggressor:
Seemingly unannounced.
Local with a walking stick:
Standing, sideways,
Huddled beside an arcade,
With a lady who smokes
And a dog that shivers.
The rock emporium is up for sale.
Daylight suffers as a blanket of
Gloom shrouds each stranded folly;
Deep, mournful, marble shadows
Accumulate:
A lone tug-boat exhales.
Songs of summer evaporate
Into a clear, star speckled night.
Pier: Victorian, railing, paint peeling,
Lists just a little more,
Groaning amid the waves.
The Punch and Judy man
Stands alone on the beach:
In silhouette;
With wet feet;
Waiting.
Stephen Holloway

Have I got the January blues?


Have I got the January blues?

I want to shop and buy some shoes

I’ll go down to the January sales

Somehow it never fails,

I can beat the January blues

I will buy my brand new shoes

Red, blue, black or white,

I know what I have in sight

The January sales here I come,

No January blues

I have my new shoes

You have not won

The January blues,

The tinsel and the sparkle has gone

But I can’t go wrong

In the January sales,

Somehow it never fails

I have beat the January blues

I have bought my brand new shoes

Gillian Sims

Business as usual

I wish I owned a pie shop, I’d fill it full of meat

Big pies, small pies, pies you’d think were neat

Chicken, ham and mushroom, beef and peas in stew

Golden crisp and savoury, pies for me and you

Lots of sticky gravy, great dollops of mash

Mixing in the chunks with salt a little dash

I’d eat there all day and gain 100 pounds

Eating pies is lovely, to make your belly round

I wish I owned a pie shop with lots of tasty meat

I wish I owned a pie shop, a great place to eat

Dan Fry 9th competition 2011

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