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Wendy Webb (she): Born in the Midlands, home and family life in Norfolk, keen gardener and photographer. Published in Indigo Dreams, Quantum Leap, Crystal, Envoi, Seventh Quarry, The Frogmore Papers, The Journal) and online (Littoral Magazine, Wildfire Words, Lothlorien, Atlantean, Radio: Poetry Place), Writing Magazine 1st Prize (Pantoum). Wrote her father’s biography, and her own autobiography. Favourite poets: Dylan Thomas, Gerard Manley Hopkins, John Burnside, the Romantic Poets, Emily Dickinson, and the Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam.
Current poetry collection: LOVE’S FLORELOQUENCE
Fellows, All
Our fellow creatures,
how to breathe life into fur
or feathers, hair or bald.
I shall, indeed, grow bolder
by each word,
my hoof/claw/footprints
resist sand or rock,
pools of dreams.
You want to know
cute foibles of movement?
Of course; the large eyes,
depth of vision,
cruelty endured.
So many fellow creatures
demanding support,
protection,
cash and endless devotion.
Are creatures animal kingdom?
Can I plead for the flea?
Empathy, the bee, the butterfly,
tree rooted 1,000 years.
Whispers in the stars, seas,
air we breathe.
Stone, Plainly
closing down sale
due to retirement
after many years
trinkets or art
inexpensive
craft or gifts
pausing ornaments
realistic prices
to treat a special
appreciative
friend or
bestie
green with gazing
not cheap nor
to wrap send
bought polished
insignificantly
priced stones
gave special
wild moment
in friends’ pockets
if every bought
stone given to
embryonic ghosts
I could
not carry
such load
