Jenny linsel

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Frank Hornby . commented on Jenny Linsel's poem, My Dad the Coal man on Mar 27, 2023 at 6:52am.
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Frank Hornby . commented on Jenny Linsel's poem, What has happened to society? on Jan 02, 2022 at 4:11pm.
Frank Hornby . commented on Jenny Linsel's poem, Granda's Tree House on Oct 06, 2021 at 6:33am.
Frank Hornby . commented on Jenny Linsel's poem, Toys of yesteryear on Aug 01, 2021 at 8:31am.
Casey Allin commented on Jenny Linsel's poem, Who cares for the carer? on Jun 12, 2021 at 1:33am.
Frank Hornby . commented on Jenny Linsel's poem, You Were There on Nov 17, 2020 at 3:43pm.
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Frank Hornby . commented on Jenny Linsel's poem, Christmas Day (a child's view) on Sep 25, 2019 at 6:01pm.
Frank Hornby . commented on Jenny Linsel's poem, We Stand Together on Aug 29, 2019 at 5:41pm.

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Toys of yesteryear

poem by Jenny linsel

Toys from Yesteryear Sitting very quietly, looking at a blank page Prompted me to pen a poem about toys that were all the rage I had some wooden jigsaw blocks when I was only two In a wooden box with a shiny brass clasp And a ... Read more

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I'm Still Here

poem by Jenny linsel

I'm Still Here Why do you talk about me As if I am not here? I' m the person that you've always known Sitting in this well-worn armchair My mind may not be what it was My memories of the past locked away Why can't you make ... Read more

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Poor Jane Doe

poem by Jenny linsel

Poor Jane Doe lies on a slab When they found her she looked drab Worn-out clothes and no I.D. No purse, no money, no front-door key Surely someone wonders where she's at? Even if it’s just her cat Her red hair matted to... Read more

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Who cares for the...

poem by Jenny linsel

Who cares for the carer? My door is always open My kettle is always on I’m here with a shoulder For you to cry upon You can tell me anything Your secrets I can keep You can phone me anytime, day or night Even when ... Read more

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The Empty Nest

poem by Jenny linsel

The Empty Nest What shall we do today? Now the nest is empty Not as much washing to do When the kids lived at home there was plenty Shall we go out for a meal? A two-for-one meal deal will do Instead of the usual bargain bu... Read more

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My Mother

poem by Jenny linsel

My Mother Sometimes I sense my mother When I walk into a room Lily of the Valley lingers Her favourite perfume I really wish she was still here So I could apologize For all the many times When we didn't see eye to eye ... Read more

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Grandma's Pets

poem by Jenny linsel

Grandma's Pets My granda went away to sea For many months on end He'd travel on a fishing boat With his brother and a friend He used to write home regularly And tell some quite tall tales About being in a far-away place Wh... Read more

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My Bus Journey

poem by Jenny linsel

My Bus Journey Getting on the bus to go into town Ten passengers standing up, twenty sitting down The card reader's faulty, won't recognise my bus pass Youths standing at the bus stop banging on the glass Unaccompanied childr... Read more

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Missing

poem by Jenny linsel

MISSING Today she walked into your room And saw your empty chair It has not sunk in yet That you are no longer there She thinks of the good times you had Your laughter and your smile Your kindness and affection Your inimita... Read more

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The good old days

poem by Jenny linsel

The Good Old Days Take me back to the good old days When we were grateful for what we had Now people have much more than they need And society has gone bad Greed is the keyword and money their God Everyone out for themselves... Read more

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What has happened...

poem by Jenny linsel

Oh how I miss the olden days When people helped everyone else Now no-one does anything for nothing People are just out for themselves I remember the close-knit communities Doing favours for one another When people had respect ... Read more

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Depression Isn't ...

poem by Jenny linsel

Molly suffers from depression She's had it for ages It's okay to sit next to her What she's got isn't contagious She sees you look at her with pity But that isn't what she needs She tries to look after herself Her appearance ... Read more

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Why can't I sleep?

poem by Jenny linsel

Why, oh why can't I get to sleep? I've tried everything like counting backwards And even counting sheep Lavender oil on pillow Or a hot and milky drink Why is it when I go to bed I always lay and think? Have I locked a... Read more

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The Empty Wardrobe

poem by Jenny linsel

I look in the empty wardrobe And it looks so bare I remember all of the clothes That used to hang in there The coat you wore to walk the dog And the one you wore for best The hat you always loved to wear I said it look... Read more

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We Stand Together

poem by Jenny linsel

Our thoughts are with the bereaved We must understand their pain We all think that we are safe But vigilance we must attain It shouldn't take an act of violence For us to care for one another We should cherish every day Wit... Read more