Writes and rhymes sometimes, either here or Instagram. Feel free to follow, and maybe the next poem will be about you 😉⚒️
Soho Square, London
Joined November 2015
- Tweets1.6K
- Following1.9K
- Followers632
- Likes331
The drizzle drifts, a muted sigh,
Drip by drip the glass runs clear;
Then downpours split the London sky
As sudden gales whip cold and near.
Safe from the storm, we keep our stride,
Warming our souls at work inside
#poetry #london #StormAusten
🤖 Made with AI
Soho Square Poet retweeted
#GBBO Wearable Bakes, Mystery Box Recipe & Cheesecake! recipefiler.com/news/GBBO-ch…
Breaking new ground
#bakeoff #greatbritishbakeoff #hautecouture
Soho Square Poet retweeted
#gbbo #greatbritishbakeoff #biscuitweek #americancookies #thegreatbritishbakeoff American cookies challenge this week - check out the recipes for these on recipefiler.com/directory
Soho Square Poet retweeted
No #GBBO Chocolate or Ice Cream week - recipefiler.com/news/the-gre… - the drama would have been so funny this year too. #greatbritishbakeoff #bakeoff
Soho Square Poet retweeted
#GBBO Biscuit Challenge Week recipefiler.com/news/masteri…
What mosaic will you make?
#greatbritishbakeoff #nigellalawson #paulhollywood #biscuitweek
Soho Square Poet retweeted
#GBBO Nigella’s Coffee & Walnut Cake recipe for you to try - recipefiler.com/r/nigella-s-…
Technical challenge in the tent. #bakeoff #greatbritishbakeoff
Soho Square Poet retweeted
#GBBO Chocolate Stout Cake - Nigella’s recipe - recipefiler.com/r/nigella-la… first challenge
#greatbritishbakeoff
RIP Bill Oddie OBE, my childhood past oddity, the Goodies & wildlife shows, I had to write this departing prose. He made us laugh, he made us care, a force of nature everywhere. Thanks for the memories, the passion, & songs, enjoy your wings in the heavenly throng.
#billoddie
When you’re busy and write but nothing rhymes as much as life,
Working on new projects and being creative takes away the strife,
Passion sores for the things I love, friends keep you grounded they make you strive,
The goals we reach out to that make you so focussed and alive.
A master of light, where the pool ripples run,
David Hockney painted the soul of the sun.
From Yorkshire’s vast fields to the Californian glare,
He captured the world with a brush held in air.
The colours now rest, the vision stays bright,
His art is a beacon of enduring light.
One day, my son, you’ll be a champion,
Where green doth grow the vibrant grass.
That sea you’ll glide rhythmically over,
As flashing rivals fade and pass.
The sweetness of success you’ll breathe in,
An equine king of courses, born at last.
#curragh
Deep within the Welsh ravine,
Swallow Falls carves through the green.
Flowing endlessly for eons past,
A timeless rush designed to last.
Here yesterday, here today,
Tomorrow, still it winds its way.
#wales #swallowfalls
6 decades on our screens, a 100 years of light,
Turning the world’s quiet wonders into sight.
From jungle floors to peaks of frozen white,
He champions the wild with all his might.
A century has passed, yet still we hear the call,
To guard the Earth, the greatest home of all.
The lunar dust is dry and bone-white cold,
No liquid wealth for your machine to hold.
So turn your Artemis and head for home,
Across the vacuum and the starry dome.
Us Clangers and Soup Dragon own this land,
You’ll find no oil, just soup, Trump you’re banned!
