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 various song-writers.
'Writing a poem seems to happen by magic - you think a thought or feel an emotion and it comes alive in words. When I write happy poems I get a buzz but even writing about something difficult or sad will help me as I work through it. Recently I've discovered poems written by my mother and grandmother and even my big brother, so it runs in the family! But I believe everyone has at least one poem in them somewhere.'
Life was a song you would sing
In your warm, beautiful way,
From the moment you first drew breath
Until your last mortal day.
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To be a mother
Is a privilege like no other.
A blessing from God.
A journey down a path untrod
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Apple jelly warms your heart,
Each jar's a little work of art.
Love it on crumpets or on bread -
Glowing rosy-sunset red!
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Part-way down a mountainside -
Above the trees, below the ice -
Something told me loud and clear
That I would find an edelweiss!
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Great slab of Wensleydale cheese
crumbling into the sea!
How old you are -
And yet, for all your crumbling, you endure.
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