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We are a friendly local poetry group that meets on

the third Sunday of each month to read our own

poetry, listen to others’ poetry and talk about poetry.

Meetings take place on the third Sunday afternoon of

the month starting at 2.00 o'clock and finishing at

approximately 5.15. In December we meet on the

second Sunday.

They are held in the library of Orley

Farm School, South Hill Avenue, Harrow, Middx.


The nearest tube station is South Harrow. There is no

access by car from the South Harrow end of South

Hill Avenue. Entrance to the library is by a door

round to the left of the building.


Fancy yourself as a poet?


Come and listen or read
your own verse. This local

poetry group started in 1992. Visitors £3.00.

For further details and before coming telephone

0208 864 3149.



Below we will be placing some of our latest verse as tasters.

Sunday 2 May 2010

Daily Political Poems on Twitter the funny ones

Daily Political Poems on Twitter the funny ones: Peter Keeble

30 March 2010 (the baby boom vote)

We've romped over the plains
of the fin de steels years,
a horde of Gauls
reaching you on oar zimmer frames
to demand you look after us all.

7Apri12010

Forget about that wretched moat,
uphold the status quo
just focus on the glamour show
and don't forget to vote.

7 April 2010

Election Cycle: Disillusion, dissolution,
desperation, obfuscation, reelection,
prevarication, disillusion

9 April 2010 (MacLennan withdraws as Labour
candidate following rude tweets)
It's easy to deride the emails of McBride
and sweet to expose MacLennan's tweets:
a trend for Labour Scots to tie themselves in knots?

10 April 2010 (Tory tax break to married couples)

Oi Dave You marry cos you good bloke
or you good bloke so marry?
Praps torys snort coke to be posh
or is it they posh so snort coke?

12 April (The election campaign hots up)

They paddle faster in the pedalos,
working up a froth before the tidal wave
can catch them in its trough
along with all their peccadillos.

13 April (Publication of party manifestos)

Line the manifestos up
see how they run
the red the blue the yellow and the green
and all the colours under the sun:
hit do they mean?

17 April: (Icelandic dust, the pathetic fallacy reversed)

Look into the sky's limitless jade:
particles of sand and glass hide unseen
like a forgotten debt waiting to be paid.

Twitter is a social network site whose entries (known as tweets) are restricted to 140 characters, including spaces & punctuation. To see the rest of Peter's tweets and fillowfuture ones put Twitter Peter Keeble into Google.

Peter Keeble

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