Laura Sanders

Laura Sanders

About Laura Sanders

I enjoy writing poetry when I receieve the inspiration and I am finding there are plenty of topics to write about which I am keen for anyone to read.I also enjoy playing and listening to music and I play the guitar, ukulele, harmonica, and Irish tin whistle.

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    Poems by Laura Sanders

  • January She Comes.

    • pending
    • Posted 6 days, 15 hours ago
    January She Comes.

    in Winter Poems

    January , she comes sneaking into my tired life,
    exhaling her sharp, crisp breath of white,
    like a frigid, uncaring, unloving wife,
    she too, can bite like a scorpion's bite.

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  • 1914-1918 War

    • Published: November 9, 2021
    Soldiers Bravely Giving Their Lives For Our Freedom

    in Memorial Day Poems

    They sacrificed their lives, entered the gates of hell,
    Onward they stumbled, while all around them fell,
    War weary, ragged, faces dirt encrusted, black.
    Impatient for the whistle, ready for attack.


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  • A Carers Work.

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    • Posted on 10/09/21
    A Carers Work.Caring Requires Special People.

    in Aging Poems

    A Carers work is never done
    looking after Dad, looking after mum,
    trying to be one step ahead,
    making sure all are "watered" , all are fed.

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  • This Pleasant Green Land.

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    • Posted on 09/08/21
    This Pleasant Green Land.

    in Earth Poems

    Oh, for this pleasant green land, where the birds whistle all day long,
    where the golden drop flowers shimmer in fields, in throngs,
    where the buzz and hum of a tractor, akin to the countryside belongs,
    where the screech of a Buzzard, fills the cloud- puffed skies all along,

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  • Childhood Memories.

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    • Posted on 08/07/21
    Childhood Memories.

    in Meaningful Poems

    Childhood memories sometimes seem like a fog,
    then if you think hard enough, they clear away like smog.
    Memories come back, such as walking to school, down countryside lanes,
    myself and my siblings, playing sack races and other games.

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