Liz’s Poetry

 

 

 

 

 

 

           

                          *Fourth Collection 2016

 

 

Liminal

          between times in spring 2015

 

Cab

      listening to a cabbie

 

 

Presence

          question time for Mr Marvell

 

Dark

       after the Tunisian beach massacre

 

After

          Then and now

 

Where

       or nowhere?

 

 

Confession

          a heady encounter

 

Temple

       faith transferred

 

 

Can

          Show! London 2015

 

Spa

       choices

 

 

Glimpse

          Seeing is believing....sometimes

 

55

        a memorable journey

 

Intoxicating

         ...being part of it in Soho

 

 

                           

                           Third Collection 2015

 

 

Gust            

          anyone.....

 

Plus              

          an unexpected bonus

 

Denial          

          food for thought

 

Scale            

          pizza with drama...  

 

Limited        

          a poem delayed

 

Shift             

         taking stock 

 

Erasmus       

           perchance to dream

 

 

Connected    

          all that glitters...  

 

 

                           Second Collection 2014

 

 

Sense intense

         a cocktail of senses

 

Straight off the red eye from Antarctica

          unedited (almost)

 

Case Notes

         lock up your thoughts 

  

Night Out

          the plan changed

 

Spell me the truth about love

         Auden’s title took me into the word ‘love’

 

for a night with Mr Darcy

         some fun with displaced telephone rage

 

Soho Take

          what Soho is - to me

 

New

          liberty, individuality, rebel

 

Young angry and poor

          generation gap at breakfast in the Sahara

 

Odessa

          coffee break in the square

 

Terror

          a spooky take

 

 

Witness

          please no, it didn't happen

 

 

                           First Collection 2012

 

 

Fake

        kicking around with a K

 

I.D.

        you’re only 15 once

 

 Vacuity

        bubble, bubble...

 

Now , the walk

        a dad's memory

 

split

       demon split- it works with ‘he’ or ‘she’ interchanged

 

 London bombed

        July 7th 2007  the terrorist attack on London Underground

 

 Wannabe

        a glance across the Channel

 

 Cliché

         heard it all before

 

Psalm 999

        a close encounter

 

 ...for Vicky

         as she launches her new world

 

Che    

        on hearing that Ché Guevara’s image is now restricted by copyright

 

What a poem told me

          a heady cocktail.....

 

....this is Ryman's in South Ken

        an elegy for a friend

 

Shift

          surreal world

 

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