READERS’ POETRY: From the Bury Free Press of Friday, January 23

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This week we have two poems, by G Orford and Jean Batram.


She walks through the castle in the still of the night

Many speak of the lady dressed in white

Her hair is long and slightly wild her face has a smile of an innocent child

Her life was taken one stormy night while gathering wood to make warmth and light

Nobody know what happened it seems, all that was heard were pitiful screams

Her body vanished without a trace

The only thing found was a piece of white lace

What happened to her on that fateful night remains a secret forever locked tight?

But whenever the moon shines on the castle wall if you listen carefully you can hear her call.

G Orford


I’m dazzled by the moonlight –

Blinded by the sun,

I see no sense or reason –

Now that love has come,

I’m living in an alien land –

No more this life seems real

and anyone who’s been in love will know just how I feel.

Jean Batram