A New Guest Poem From Sound Cafe

Sound Cafe goes from strength to strength, and poets are bursting out of every corner, as are painters, musicians and singers.  It’s amazing what talents people have – and I find that as artists people tend to be very clear-eyed, down-to-earth and unpretentious.  Poems are accumulating in the Sound Cafe folder and soon we will have enough to produce a Sound Cafe booklet.  How great would that be?

I shall be strutting my stuff again at St Martin’s house today, so if you’re in the area come on down.  It’s from 1.30 – 3.30 pm, St Martin’s House Leicester:

http://www.stmartinshouse.com

Meanwhile, here is today’s guest poem from Maxine:

On Board

On board on board

There runs a train

Steam, steam she goes

Steam, steam she blows

Ticket, whistle and go

A funny track of time I know

Every tree every field

Searches for me

Words to sing

Words to rhyme

Inviting you to

Sound, sound cafe

Here I train Here I come.

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