ANYWHERE OUT NORTH
Life in the north is better by far
For one thing the roads still outstretch the car.
Our magnificent scenery is compulsive viewing
and can be witnessed by all without endless queuing.
The cathedrals and castles seem to have stood around forever
as proof that our forebears were strategically clever.
We have long sandy beaches to keep the land and sea parted
The water looks great but it's not for the faint hearted.
With an abundance of sports it goes without saying
There's something for all either watching or playing
You can shop and not drop (they'll deliver all you require)
There's night life and music that can raise the roof higher.
Some of our secrets are out, now I've opened my mouth.
Let's hope the tourists still go east, west and south.
Mr J Sayers
BELFAST, MAY 8, 2007
Two leaders sitting
Both admitting
They'll try with pride
To bridge a great divide
No more beguiling
Two leaders smiling
A challenge for them both
There to take a solemn oath
And free their people
From a horrid war
Free their people
No killing anymore
Enjoy the sunshine
And all the future has in store.
The people waiting
All debating
What is to be
And those who had to flee
Goodbye to sorrow
A new tomorrow
And hope forever more
They can open every door
To peace and goodwill
Bringing lots of joy
Peace and goodwill
For every girl and boy
A brand new design
That no-one will want to destroy.
Two leaders scheming
Northern Ireland dreaming
Good luck to them all
Albert Curle, Ferryhill
ON BEADNELL BEACH
Alone on the beach I watch the moving sea,
I feel as if the world belongs to me,
The clouds in the evening sky are pink and gold,
Beadnell at sunset is wondrous to behold.
The silver moon is a lamp in the dark night sky,
I hear in the silence the sound of a seagull's cry,
The beach is bathed by the sea, a gentle sound,
Here is God's peace, no greater peace is found.
In other lands no peace, no joy is found,
The poor are killed, the rich man's wars abound,
Earth is a killing field, God, do you hear?
When will the people be freed
from despair and fear?
Soon the bright stars will fade in the morning mist,
Again I will walk on the beach which the sea has kissed,
The seagulls above the harbour
will swoop and soar,
Again I will enter God's heaven through nature's door.
Rev John Stephenson, East Herrington, Sunderland.
MEMORIES
Since finishing work, retired they say,
I've done some travelling round,
From Lands End to John O'Groats,
and I've been on foreign ground.
What memories come flooding back,
When I think of where I've been,
Beaches, rivers, buildings, parks,
Are just some of what I've seen.
But the thing I've seen the most of,
Maybe not quite what I'd choose,
I've hung about outside of them,
Those awful ladies loos.
But it's not because
I'm strange or queer,
That they feature in my life,
I'm not loitering with any bad intent,
I'm just waiting for my wife.
Dennis Grimley, Trimdon Village
LEAH WITH THE BIG BLUE EYES
Two big blue eyes
Are shining bright
Lighting up her face.
She's such a happy little thing
Bright as bright can be.
Alert and very quick to see,
Everything there is to see.
God help her safely
Through her life
With health and happiness
And please let her have little strife.
Thank you and God bless.
Betty Watt, Durham
GUNFIGHT
Way back in September 1881
One wild and blustery morn
A notorious gunfight took place
Behind the OK corral.
In Tombstone, Arizona
A legend now was born.
City Marshall Virgil Earp
Well respected in the West
Bravely wore his badge of office
Pinned upon his chest.
With his brothers, Wyatt and Morgan
and friend John Holiday,
A dentist known as Doc
Faced four local cowboys
Who through the town had run amok.
The Clanton and McLaury Brothers
Expecting that the shoot-out
Would bring them fame
Now lie in a churchyard
In the town of Tombstone, Arizona,
Four tombstones carry their name.
Gordon McCallum, Bowburn, Durham.
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