Category Archives: Family

In the Post

Posted on September 28, 2011 by SallyJ

A collection of fifty four poems which has taken nearly two years to complete. A two year journey which has seen my poetry change as my attitudes have changed, as I have learned more. At some points I think a … Continue reading →

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Wootton Bassett under a louring sky

Posted on August 20, 2011 by SallyJ

‘By honouring one, I honour them all’ This was my feeling as I approached Wootton Bassett to pay my respects to Lt Daniel Clack, the latest tragic death of a young, so very young soldier on patrol in Afghanistan. The … Continue reading →

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dVersepoetics – going urban

Posted on August 14, 2011 by SallyJ

This poem is about the part of London where I was born. It is about my earliest memories of the place I lived as a very small child.             River scented Chiswick, before the motorway, … Continue reading →

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Catch Up

Posted on August 3, 2011 by SallyJ

With 48 of the required 50 poems for my next collection complete, I took a week off…and invited my mother to stay. I had few expectations of the fun factor the week would hold, but had a pleasant surprise. We … Continue reading →

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The Art of the 2 Kilo Parcel

Posted on July 23, 2011 by SallyJ

The idea for this poem has been lurking for a long time now, but I can’t seem to find a way in. It is a subject I really want to write about to add little light and shade to the … Continue reading →

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In an Afghan Garden

Posted on July 13, 2011 by SallyJ

He didn’t know as he shuffled between huts eyes slitted with fatigue, mind numbed by duty, dust settling in his wake; as he smelled something out of place; stopped, sniffed, waited; as a drift of rose scent curled from the … Continue reading →

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Not Trained for This

Posted on June 20, 2011 by SallyJ

As always, a great article at One Stop Poetry, by Shay (Fireblossom). It is on free verse again – and the poem that came at first was iambic and blow me if I didn’t keep walking into rhymes! Some I … Continue reading →

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Perfect words…

Posted on June 12, 2011 by SallyJ

Go to Onestoppoetry.com and link your poem to go with the brilliant photo prompt above, provided this week by Rob Hanson…go on…do it… Perfect Words If I hold that dusty bakelite cup close to my mouth and murmur perfect words … Continue reading →

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Rhyming, double dactyls and now pantoums.

Posted on May 14, 2011 by SallyJ

This week has seen me chopping and changing between different forms of poetry. On Monday at One Stop Poetry Gay Cannon had us looking at and trying rhyme schemes. I posted English Seaside (https://sallyjblackmore.co.uk/2011/05/09/playing-with-rhyme/). I had some great feedback, as … Continue reading →

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At last

Posted on April 10, 2011 by SallyJ

Today was the handing over ceremony from 16 Air Assault Brigade to 3 Commando – the baton has been handed on and D is on his way home from Helmand. The sun is shining and K and I are lying … Continue reading →

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