Poem: A trip on the tube

When you hop on to the tube, what plays upon your mind?

Is there something to be glad about, or only ills to find?

Can we take the gloomy view and leave it all behind,

And train our thoughts on things unseen, and a world that seems more kind?

Poem: The cannon was fired! The dogs barked!

Boom! The cannon was fired! The dogs barked!
The men and women stood around,
Stilled and pledged to make no sound,
A sombre silence there to tell,
Today they remembered the men who fell.

Poem: A bird in a graveyard

High up above I watch them,
Knelt on the ground below,
Some in calm and peacefulness,
Some with faces filled with woe.