Some poems by members of the Creative Writing Group

Earth Angels
Earth Angels surround us everywhere,
Their stretching fingers point to the heavens.

It’s January and they are still and waiting.
They show how,
These cold dark days, 
Give time to rest.
No need to rush. Wait.
While rain comes to fill the water basin,
They celebrate, adorn themselves
With thousands of Jewel droplets 
Glistening in cloudy gloom.
Knowing time for growth 
Will come.

While we sleep safely dreaming
In upstairs bedrooms,  
Outside Earth Angels cradle us
With strong roots underground
And praising branches high above. 

Mysterious, anonymous,
Camouflaged, rough bark.
Hiding,
A wealth of life within.
So naturally they provide
A home to creatures - many tiny
Ones with fur or feathers.

The remnants of last year’s leaves 
are everywhere, unnoticed.
Squashed in corners, underfoot
Stuck to soles of shoes.
It’s Angel food, given to nourish the earth.
And when they breathe, pollution dissolves.
Creating our fresh air!
Their voices whisper through the wind.
‘All we do is for you.’

When I walk, past pavement trunks -
Spaced proudly between concrete slabs, 
Politely bowed over tarmac roads -
Each one ends a thought,
With a full stop. 
Or an exclamation mark!
When it declares, with stillness and beauty
An Earth Angel life, 
And beams ahead a blazing, caring light.

​By Lucy Houbart


The Well-being Hub
A welcoming place,
Where a community face
A source for changing opportunities
For all people with different abilities.
Here they won’t judge or discriminate,
No matter your age, background or faith.
A hub where we meet,
To chat, write, walk, bake and eat,
Or just greet each other with empathy
Without pressure and feeling no pity.
Let’s gather together around the well
And to the loneliness and misery say forever farewell.

By Agnieszka Grabek