Thursday, 29 March 2018

We’ve been together now for 50 years


We’ve been together now for 50 years
And it don’t seem a day too long so the song says
I remember the day when you blew me away
I won’t say it was love at first sight 
But something stirred deep down inside
The shortness of hair and the cute cheeky face
Were the features that captured my eye
It was something inside that captured my heart
Something inside that’s hard to define
Something we call je ne sais quoi
Something you know but which you can’t see
We’ve had our ups and we’ve had our downs 
Counted the pennies scrimped and saved
Three beautiful children with families we love
I look at your face and still love what I see
You are the best thing that ever happened to me 

For Irene in memory of our 50th Wedding Anniversary on 29th March 2018 I love you.

Alistair J Parker
29the March 2018

Wednesday, 14 February 2018

Together is the place to be

Together is the place to be
Love is such a strange old think
From pounding heart and breathless glee
To knowing look and wistful gaze
We know how love it used to be
And how it has become
A feeling deep inside your heart
That’s strong and deep and true
There is no deeper kind of love
Than I have for you
My Valentine

Inspired by the occasion...

The verse in this year's card to my Valentine
14 February 2018

Tuesday, 29 August 2017

Autumn Equinox

Falling leaves and crispy mornings
Leaves all littered on the lawn
Browns and reds and yellows too
All part of the autumn hue
Equinox and shorter days
Longer nights and darker dawn

Misty mornings damp and dull
Days of sun and crisp clean air
Wind and rain and frost to come
The scene is changing day by day
It tells the time its nature’s way
Autumnness will have its day

Alistair J Parker
29 August 2017

Inspired by this mornings walk through the park.

Sunday, 23 April 2017

My First Book of Poetry - Remembering

My first book of poetry was created and 
published in Blurb for my own
amusement and as a gift for friends and 
family - Remembering 


The title came from the first poem I wrote
which was about remembering the place 
where I spent so many of my childhood holidays.

Many of other poems are also inspired by 
nostalgic memories.

Each poem is accompanied by a photograph 

and an explanation of the inspiration that 
prompted me to write it.

Updated 14.02.2019

The book can be purchased as a print book or downloaded from here as an Ebook.

Tuesday, 21 March 2017

Remembering More - Poetry and Nostalgic Thoughts

To introduce you to my published work a FREE copy of my most recent collection is available as an e-book from Blurb. Just Click the link and get your Free e-book version of Remembering More - a collection of poems and nostalgic thoughts.

http://www.blurb.co.uk/ebooks/pc50caf2f6a5ce468bb7c
Remembering More

The Spring is Sprung

In celebration of #worldpoetryday2017

The Spring is Sprung

The spring is sprung the grass is riz
It’s growing fast and needs a wiz
The Equinox is here at last
Let’s hope the winter now is past
The little birds are getting frisky
Doing things that look really risky

Weeds are popping heads up high
Reaching for the clear blue sky
Mulching’s needed no more dig
Unless of course you have a pig
Spread it round and spread it thick
To keep the soil in right good nick

Worms a wriggling from below
To reach the air and have a blow
Leaves unfurling green and bright
Waving, wafting catch the light
Looking forward to the flowers
And seeing how the garden grows

Alistair J Parker
21 March 2017

With apologies to one of my favourite anonymous poem, read in a dodgy American accent:-

Der spring is sprung
Der grass is riz
I wonder where dem boidies is?

Der little boid’s is on der wing
Aint dat absoid?
Der wings is on da boid
Anon

20.3.2017

Friday, 11 November 2016

Remember

My first effort at an acrostic verse is based on the letters of my name Alistair Parker and inspired by Lewis Carroll’s acrostic verse “A boat beneath a sunny sky” of which the first letters of each line spell “Alice Pleasance Liddell”, the full name of his character in the tales of Alice, or rather his muse.


Agony is hard to bear
Like whiplashes on the skin
Insubordination is the cause

Stutter not if to be heard
Talk loud and clear and state your aim
Always fight your cause

Irreverence will not do
Revealing lack of faith
Peace is but a dream I fear

Attrition beckons death is nigh
Retribution fear ye not
Knowing seeing not forgot

Enemies we seek to forgive
Remember this day remember

In remembrance of those to whom we owe so much on this important day...

11.11.16