Pete
…Pete… written by: JOHN BAVERSTOCK …Pete…. He told many a tale About his foreign tours, Drinking in...
John Baverstock
Swifty
Swifty written by: JOHN BAVERSTOCK Back in the seventies when I was kid, Had me thinking of...
Inside A Poet’s Mind
Inside A Poet’s Mind written by: JOHN BAVERSTOCK Subjects that Poets, Often write about, Transpire from a...
The One You Wear For Me
The One You Wear For Me! written by: JOHN BAVERSTOCK It’s time to talk about smiles, As...
Trips into the Wilderness
Trips into the Wilderness written by: JOHN BAVERSTOCK Off I go again, A journey I frequently make,...
View From The Window…
View From The Window… written by: JOHN BAVERSTOCK Moonshine Achillea, In its most brilliant yellow, Complimented by...
Father’s Day
Father’s Day written by: JOHN BAVERSTOCK Once a year, We have a special day That is Dedicated...
Nature’s Spirit
Nature’s Spirit written by: JOHN BAVERSTOCK A grey mist falls over the Glen, Covering the burial ground,...
Death of A Poet
Death of A Poet written by: JOHN BAVERSTOCK Trying to rediscover, That one thing taken for granted,...
Heading Towards The Summit
Heading Towards The Summit written by: JOHN BAVERSTOCK We all stood at the bottom, Of a very...
Winter Magic
Winter Magic written by: JOHN BAVERSTOCK Snowdrops little tiny Snowdrops, Beautiful as their colour intended, Wonderful watching...
Passengers On A Train
Passengers On A Train written by: JOHN BAVERSTOCK We are all passengers, Travelling on the train, A...
Expression
Expression written by: JOHN BAVERSTOCK We have many ways, Of how we express ourselves with words, Sometimes...
Tears Fall
Tears Fall written by: JOHN BAVERSTOCK Shedding tears again, Tissue in hand, Often asked why, But you...
