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Poems 1
1 Plum tree
2 Same time next year
3 Loreto
4 Absolution
5 What was that?
6 Interests in common
7 Numana
8 Something to say
9 The trivial round
10 Never too late
11 Cwm Rhondda
12 Poets and Politics
Poems 2
13 Populists
14 Write it down!
15 No pain, no gain
16 Savannah
17 Important questions
18 Seaside Rock
19 States of being on the Aventino
20 Not so much if as when
21 Green fingers
22 Do-it-yourself Poem
23 Ancestral home
24 Lines
Poems 3
25 Hospital Poem
26 Synaesthetic Metaphors
27 What ever comes to mind
28 Porthgaworra
29 Waterfall
30 No deal exit
31 Growing old
32 After hours
33 Better late than never
34 Miracle at Bolsena
35 It – Four instances
36 Jazz at 77
Poems 4
37 Avoiding the issue
38 Garden at Selinunte
39 Not for publication
40 Passing through
41 A wind from Africa
42 Poem at thirty thousand feet
43 Lunch at the Athenaeum
44 Dark deeds in bright sunshine
45 Soutine faces
46 Poppy day
47 Getting real in Scicli
48 Old Morris
Poems 5
49 Flowers at the crossroads
50 Leavers and Remainers
51 Shared values
52 Nothing to declare
53 Wakeup call
54 Just in passing I
55 Just in passing II
56 Wind Over Tide
57 Tilting at Windmills
58 My Homonyms
59 A Bohemian in Battersea
60 Cogito ergo…
Poems 6
61 Never look back
62 Ideal beauty
63 Holding hands
64 Some easy tests
65 Los Molinos
66 Uncollected
67 The Weir
68 Wrong way round
69 Euterpe in Moravia
70 A return to painting after a vicissitude
71 You only live once
72 Be discrete
73 All-Night bus
74 On finding poetry in my ninth decade
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‘…It was not so much the roads not taken
As those that were and then forsaken…’
Peter Lloyd Jones
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