Her Voice; for Alex Lascelles

Alex Lascelles had a twinkle in her eye and one of the most powerful reading voices I have ever heard; her funeral is being held this Friday, at the church of St. John the Baptist in Devizes, at 2.45pm.  Rest in peace, lady.

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When Alex Lascelles

Did the readings at church

Her deep ancient voice

Like a dignified drum

Sounded like God

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by Gail

Drawing a Line; for Hayley Nutland

I wrote this poem for Hayley, a homeless girl who apprehended a villain who viciously mugged an old lady in my home town.  There is a link to the newspaper article beneath the poem

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The word on the street is that Hayley done good

A considerable feat for the girl from the wood

She caught him, she taught him, that crime doesn’t pay

She sought him, she fought him, he got put away

There are good folk and bad folk, it’s not always clear

Some folk have a toke, and drink buckets of beer

But at mugging and stabbing, this girl draws a line

She witnessed the grabbing, gave chase, and done fine

So think twice when you say that someone is a zero

Today, doff your hat, because Hayley’s a hero

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by Gail

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http://www.gazetteandherald.co.uk/news/13848969.Elderly_told_still_safe_to_walk_alone_after_mugging_in_Devizes/