Shivering and frightened
nowhere to find safety
Stay by me Daddy
As strong as a stone
There's lots more of those
Loud bangs and hisses
Won't they ever stop
And leave me alone
It used to be one night
That we burnt the Budloe
But now it spreads long past
Traditions we’ve known
A one night remembrance
Of something so special
Has turned into something
So wild and unknown
Tony Gardner
Blog Archive
-
▼
2015
(365)
-
▼
November
(30)
- Used To Be - Lyndon Queripel
- Conversation Overheard - Diane Scantlebury
- The Fairy Ring - Andrew Barham
- People - Trudie Shannon
- Daydreams - Bryony de Lat
- The Wind's Words - Tony Gardner
- She didn't care - Bryant Doyle
- Taken - Ian Duquemin
- What Is? - Martyn Legg
- Shooting In The Dark - Lyndon Queripel
- The Riddler - Tony Bradley
- Gone - Diane Scantlebury
- Loyalty - Chris Hudson
- Lament - Richard Fleming
- Another Day - Trudie Shannon
- Paris Be Strong - Ian Duquemin
- Hear for keeps - Bryant Doyle
- The Robins of Cardiff - Kathy Figueroa
- Dogs Enjoying Budloe Night - Tony Gardner
- The Poppy - Ian Duquemin
- Safe - Diane Scantlebury
- Just A Thought Away - Lyndon Queripel
- How Peculiar - Julian Clarke
- The Gynaecologist - Tony Bradley
- Paper Plane - Oscar Milde
- Remember, Remember… - Traditional
- The Demon and the Angel - Ian Duquemin
- Silver Surfing? - Jenny Hamon
- Flotsam - Diane Scantlebury
- Why Is It Called A Boxing Ring When It's A Square?...
-
▼
November
(30)