Tyneham '43 Copyright Â© Richard J Whiting 2011
Villagers in Tyneham, Dorset, received notice in November 1943 that their village was to be used to train soldiers in the use of new weaponry. They had to leave by December 19th. They were promised that when peace was won, that they would be allowed back to their village. The population of Tyneham (Census 2001) was given as zero.
All along Post Office Row
Fingers opened envelopes;
Mouths quit eating,
King Arthur Copyright Â© Richard J Whiting 2011
If you live
A hundred miles
From the coast;
My Mother Lies Here Copyright Â© Owen Robin Davies 2011
My mother lies here, high up in the downs.
Just on the down side of up she rests,
in woods, amongst ransome and wild chives.
No Satisfaction Copyright © Rob Lock 2011
The chest of drawers that I had hoped to renovate
so that it might become an heirloom in your keeping
had to be demolished to take in the car to the dump
Vintage Years Copyright © Richard J Whiting 2011
Barley tops blush,
Thinned by drought.
A cruel winter mocked
Death of the Honey Bee Copyright Â© Richard J Whiting 2011
(For Amy Winehouse)
I remember you,
Showered in nectar,
A Reminder Copyright © Sally Gardner 2011
Itʼs a week since I walked the bridle path beyond my house.
A week lost in work, the drive from A to B and back again.
I note full formed rich black spheres of miniature balls
Weather Front Copyright Â© Owen Robin Davies
I sat upon a bench today, hard against a wild hedge
and looked with awe as the sun rode on a dark indigo ledge.
Midnight blue it was, a foreboding dead straight line
Magog Down Copyright Â© Victor Weston 2011
The skylarks thrill with their sound at Magog Down
rejoicing high in the sky
filling the air with exuberance and life
Perspective Copyright © Jen Overett 2011
Passing moments or a lifetime?
I see less difference now,
And thereʼs a peace to learning, as we should,