Born in Bristol, England (city of Brunel's Clifton Suspension Bridge. Grew up with rhymes by Hilaire Belloc and Edward Lear, and enjoyed writing simple rhymes herself. A graduate in modern languages, always inspired by words. Since 2004 writing poems on nature, the sea, perceptions of women, human nature and suburban life. Favourite poets: Robert Frost, Edward Thomas, John Clare, Amy Lowell, plus... more »
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Susy Evelyne Poems
Life Was A Song You Would Sing
Life was a song you would sing In your warm, beautiful way, From the moment you first drew breath Until your last mortal day.
To be a Mother
To be a mother Is a privilege like no other. A blessing from God. A journey down a path untrod
Apple jelly warms your heart, Each jar's a little work of art. Love it on crumpets or on bread - Glowing rosy-sunset red!
Part-way down a mountainside - Above the trees, below the ice - Something told me loud and clear That I would find an edelweiss!
Great slab of Wensleydale cheese crumbling into the sea! How old you are - And yet, for all your crumbling, you endure.
Tale of a Diplodocus
A Diplodocus One day lost focus And fell into a pit. It couldn’t rise
I cannot forgive. I cannot be as the maple tree, The one they all but cut down Yet somehow sprang green again.
Lily of the Valley
Three times within a single day Straying out of your usual way To pass lily of the valley En masse in a garden's gulley -
A Crazy Notion
Something strange is going on at the age of forty-three:
Things We Used To Do
Remember the things we used to do? Like the conker I'd slip into your shoe, Only to find it back in mine...
Normandy Kine (a tribute to French catt...
Normandy kine are very fine - All dappled, whites and blacks. And once they've eaten pastures green They're flat out on their backs.
The first time I saw the shimmering It seemed to me I was dreaming. A pool of hazy blue appearing In the dip of the downs,
Spider! Should have stayed an outsider, Should have known we’d not abide her.
Bring On The Violets
Violets! Lovers of by-the-way places. Violets! Peepers with innocent faces, in purple or blue showing faithful and true,
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Life Was A Song You Would Sing
Life was a song you would sing
In your warm, beautiful way,
From the moment you first drew breath
Until your last mortal day.
Every morning you would rise,
Filled with hope, just as a bird,
And with an optimistic mind,
Make your way through the world.
Always a spring in your step,
You would walk, long and tall,
Singing a quiet song in your heart
Of life's joys, great and small.
There were times sorrow came,
When your heart yearned for peace,
But even then, not for one day
Did your melody cease.
Full eighty-seven years ...