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Tommy Turkey: Legend (From It’s Christmas! Available on Amazon.) – Promote Yourself


Farmer Jones had once had a kindly look

About his cheery self when they’d first met

But frankly, he’d blotted his copybook

When he’d mentioned their weights to the vet


This morning he’d told Tommy and his friends

That they were wonderfully plump, fat enough to go

As they had no pocket money for a day out to spend

They reasoned it was to Old Grisly Gobble & Co.


Tommy thought no chance! They’d taken a vote

Agreed to a mass exodus, they wouldn’t be Christmas dinners

Tommy had written Farmer Jones a firm farewell note

He was sure that hats would be doffed to the great turkey winners


In his turkey crown and cape Tommy had left the farm

He’d seen The Great Escape he well knew what to do

That night he started an “Eat Sprouts and do turkey’s no harm!”

Campaign with pigs in blankets on the evening news

Poor newsreaders looked utterly bemused.



The note read:

Dear Farmer Jones,

Ho ho ho and off we go! With the ‘snips and sprouts we’ll not pout

With free flowing gravy fresh from the spout

Love (Yeah right) Tommy and his turkey heroes! 

Noble Warrior

A noble warrior, winter’s icicle

Appreciates its vulnerability in strength

It meets with stoicism its preordained role

In arctic winds its life’s duration spent


A whisper of warmth, from ice to water

It weeps as it follows natures lead

From teardrops to memories and vapour

To the sun’s will it is forced to accede


Angelic prisms of light play heaven sent

Farewells but no laments for this warrior of fate

It fell as was wished, at Mother Nature’s intent

Spring delivers its war cry and winter capitulates.


Heroes, villains and everyday folk

In war and peace, the landed gentry, the poor

Stories of lives mesmerizingly told in

Textual tapestries of fortunes and fates

Opportunities missed, risks and chances taken

Royalty, republics, politics and shifted values

Yesterday’s stitches are sewn in our today, our history.

The O.C.D. Cartoon Man.

My O.C.D. voice can often be heard

Not by you, by me, word after word

It whispers and when ignored, it shouts

Its mission it seems, to plague me with doubts


And so, I make a joke of it whenever I can

I’ve made the voice in to a cartoon man

With little arms and legs and a silly face

Anything to face this foe with grace


My cartoon man works long hours, too hard

He enjoys being an over zealous bodyguard

So, a question for my persistent mate

Can I squash you, splat, with a cartoon ton weight?!


Joanne started writing professionally in March 2014.

Her books are available on Amazon, some of her children’s stories can be found on and a selection of her recent short stories are downloadable from

A number of her poems have been accepted for publication in anthologies.

Her poem, His Prey, was shortlisted in the Creative Writing Ink competition in August and September 2014 and in October 2014 her haiku was featured in Chrysanthemum in English and German.

Her blog on writing and life with O.C.D. and P.T.S.D. is updated regularly –
Thank you for your time and for supporting writers, 


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