Lynn Woollacott Author and Poet

Heart Shoots Anthology

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This is an honour roll for me to be alongside such renowned poets and some friends too.

Poetry Update January 2013

READINGS

Saturday 26th January 10.00 a.m.

NEWARK,

Farndon Village Hall
Marsh Lane
Farndon

Open Poetry Competition 2012

Readings form all the prizewinners and I'll be reading my highly commeneded poem:

‘The first thing I learned about wild peacock watching’

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Friday 15th February 6 p.m.
Norwich Millennium Library

WRITING BRITAIN: WASTELANDS TO WONDERLANDS

A Poetry Unbound event

The night will form part of the Millennium’s Library participation in co...

Wedding Poem

Their meeting began
with each becoming a familiar face
in photos of well-loved friends,

googling and facebook revealing characteristic traits,
Kev camping on Scafell, Em scaling the heights:
tents; snorkels; flip flops; cats; dogs and family.

Her aura is thousands of silver dancing stars,
his the blue of a calm Mediterranean sea.
He wanted to catch the stars, and she to sail the sea.

Their first date was to feed waddling ducks,
on the costal path in Cley-next-the-sea.
Kev favoured a ...

Poetry Reading at Camden, Lumen Venue

Our hotel was only a few minutes away from the church, we made a dash for it in pelting rain,
got my umbrella tangled in another, the man in the tangle kept running, somehow I escaped.
Ann Pilling was waiting in the church foyer with her husband, she recognised me which was nice,
Ann had organised the reading through Ronnie at Indigo Dreams Publishing, she is a widely
published author. Angela (Lock) was already inside the reading room and it was an honour
to ...

It’s been six days since I wrote a poem but joy comes in many forms, at six a.m.
 each morning my grandson has woken me, climbed into bed and asked for my pen
and notebook to start his day, he likes my pen of many colours. I like his bold swirls
and circles, the way he draws smiles bigger than people’s heads, the way he sees
each line as something frames in his mind, this straight line is up or down and then it
curves round and zig-zags in changing colour and is superimposed with larger ci...

Unravel

Unravel those French seams,

see if there’s a selvage edge:

             zig-zag of tiny holes where the loom gripped the cloth,

             the close-pressed, ruckled warp

Ignore the little cuts of buttonholes, but caress

                                       the buttons,

                                       remove them,

                                       put them in a tin

Ease out each dart, each knife- edge pleat

Unsettle sleeves, unpick pockets,

            ...

The following reviews have appeared in Reach Poetry Magazine except where stated.

19) gentlemen lift the sea by rg gregory (June 2013)

18) WITHIN THE BALLAD BOUGHS by Bernard M Jackson (April 2013)

17) HOW TO PAINT FIREWORKS by Laura Jayne Friedlander (April 2013)

16) THE COLOUR OF FRENCH by Poul Webb (March 2013)

15) THE EXCITEMENT OF RAINDROPS by Norman Bissett (February 2013)

14) grass by Chrys Salt, (Nov 2012)

13) A TOUCH OF MIDAS by Bernard M Jackson (August 2012)

Bernard M Jackson is a popu...

Poems published:

Castle of Antimacheai (Kos), The Dawntreader, Issue 020, Autumn

A Crocodile’s Predicament, Thynks Publications, Fifty Funny Poems for Children, anthology (2012)

Dribble, Reach Poetry Issue 170, November

Ten Things You Need to Start a Museum, Reach Poetry Issue 168, September

By the Major Oak, 1st Prize, Thynks Open Competition 2012, web and anthology, July

Sleeping Boy, Poetry Unbound, Norwich Millennium Library, display and web-site, July

Lady of the Castle Gallery, Rea...

24 July 2012

Twenty four degrees centigrade, after weeks of rain, hurrah!! We parked at Morston Quay
early, with our intention of a short walk over the boardwalk for some bird/wild flower
spotting.The boardwalk was grey and glupping and we were quickly told by a boatman the tide
was rising and we were about to get cut off! We headed back to explore the information centre
and then found a seat to wait for our boat. We had close ups of bees on thistles
and distant red sails (which looked black), a...