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Adventures of Boys—
Rough edges may hide a young heart warm and kind,With tenderness sometimes not easy to find.Behind all the noise,Are sensitive… READ MORE
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The Platform Remembers
I have stood on platforms around the world,beneath clocks that never seemed to hurry,with a kitbag at my feetand a… READ MORE
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Life’s Beauty in a Garden’s Embrace
Beneath the sky, so vast, so blue,A group of teens seeks something true.In a garden where the blossoms breathe,And leaves… READ MORE
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Dawn’s Golden Welcome
The morning sun spills gold on dew,As blackbirds greet the day anew.A butterfly drifts light and free,Above the blooms beside… READ MORE
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My Flag Is Now My Bed
By Paul Baldry We wore the colours once with pride,With comrades marching by our side.We stood our ground through rain… READ MORE
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The Pirates of Brickyard Pond
A Prose Poem By Paul Baldry It was never a tin bath. Not to us. Once we dragged it to… READ MORE
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The Old Donkey
A Prose Poem By Paul Baldry Every winter, Donkey came to stay. Where he spent his summers in Skegness was… READ MORE
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The Boy with the Comic
By Paul Baldry The comic was never just a comic. Its pages smelled of fresh ink and cheap paper, but… READ MORE
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The Boy with the Stick
By Paul Baldry The stick was never just a stick. It was polished by imagination long before his hands found… READ MORE
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Reflections on Life
Self‑Discovery and Identity — “What Was and What Will Be
The Future You Create
The future waits in quiet clay,
Shaped by the hands that work today.No distant star can chart your way,
Like choices made along the day.Each step becomes tomorrow’s view,
By Paul Baldry (LongJohn)
The future lives in what you do.
Poetry of Life 