by Jan Hedger | Oct 16, 2009 | Poetry
The way the sun fell on your face A dent in the pillow still nestles there Your sweet perfume, now just a trace. When we first kissed, in that distant place I loved you then my heart lay bare The way the sun fell on your face. My emotions caught as fine as lace...
by Jan Hedger | Oct 15, 2009 | Stories
First a smooth ferry crossing, then down from Dunkerque to our friends for a meal. Woke up next day, by the sea in Wimereux! Did the shopping thing, the first day! Next day, Nigel and I walked up to Wimereux cemetery, along rue McCrae. First thought, was of pure...
by Jan Hedger | Oct 13, 2009 | Poetry
As the fledgling’s cry o’er the wood And colour bursts from every bud I whoop and holler with delight Lengthening day; shortened night. Blossom of beauty steals my voice In praise of wonder I rejoice Nature revealing in my sight Lengthening day; shortened night. With...
by Jan Hedger | Oct 12, 2009 | Poetry
Across the English sea Lie the brave and true. White granite as their duvet Dark earth as their bed They fell upon the field of war No soft pillow; for their head. Blanketed was the world In its stricken grief As the death toll rose and rose Future’s stolen; war its...
by Jan Hedger | Oct 12, 2009 | Poetry
With longing I look Loyally, devotedly Waiting patiently For you to finish breakfast Clip on my lead, off we go! Peregrine hunting Adjusting wings in the air Tail as a rudder Eyes sharp as a thousand pins Faster than a jet it falls. The coastline of Kent Shrouded in...
