5th October 2023 • The HERALD • Page 77 v THE NEXT HERALD IS OUT ON 26TH OCTOBER v PART TIME SCHOOL RUN DRIVERS REQUIRED We are currently looking for new drivers to fill rewarding, part time roles in our busy, family run business. We specialise in transporting disabled and vulnerable children and young adults with a range of special needs to school’s across Hampshire. All applicants must be physically fit, 100% reliable and punctual with a pleasant attitude towards others. A New Forest District Council Private Hire License would be an advantage, however, we can help you obtain this. In return we offer good rates of pay and a reliable and well maintained company vehicle. Our working days are Monday-Friday and approximately 17-20 hours per week during term times. These positions may suit retired or semi-retired persons but all applicants are welcome. To enquire in the first instance, please email: schooltransportsouthampton@gmail.com Poets Corner HERALD RECRUI TMENT HOUSEKEEPER – LEPE, EXBURY We are a family looking for a happy, trustworthy Housekeeper to look after our home (you must like Dogs). Own transport needed. Previous experience will be essential in cleaning, ironing, organising. Lots of initiative, can do attitude and a smile on your face. A good rate of pay for the right candidate and ideally someone who wants a long term position. We are flexible with hours and would suggest up to 10 hours per week. References will be required. Please do get in touch if you are interested. Tel: 07802 686844. BACK TO SCHOOL by Dorothy Lockyer© My River Clyde by Isobel Smith© Roses are Red by George Jenkins© The holidays are over, back to school we go! I’m in a fix, I’m only six, I don’t want to go. I’ve forgotten all the rules on what to do each day How to do my sums and read, has melted far away. The teacher that I knew, will not be there for me How will I know where to go, who will my teacher be? I feel a bit scared, have butterflies in my tum Mum says it will be fine, stop looking quite so glum. I’d really like to stay at home, play with all my toys What about your friends, says Mum, the other girls and boys. You can tell them about all the things you have done Flying in an aeroplane, how camping was such fun. Hear about their holidays, what they found to do Maybe they went to the beach or visited the zoo. Yes, let’s go! I want to hear where my friends have been The places they’ve visited, all the things they’ve seen. I’ll get used to school again, it really isn’t new Come on Mum, lets get there quick, I’ll say goodbye to you! From time to time, I go back home, renew my peace I want the voices round me, breathe the humour, watch each face I see my river, now bereft of vessels, for the work has ceased Watch mountain sunsets, stunning shadows on Arrans towering grace. I am most grateful for this bond, it draws me every there The Clydes retaining hills, forever changing, weather clad Though as a child, I never saw them, nor studied them with care Simply my hills, my endless river, I was secure and glad. Now that my somewhat chequered life, has made my home elsewhere The West of Scotland, my real home, my endless link and mooring I will forever love, with strength defend and with conviction care So I return to charge my glass – to home and friends ever enduring. Roses are red, violets are blue, e sun may not be shining, But that’s nothing new. e clouds gather overhead, And the rain starts to fall, But who’d have anything else, In this country that has it all. Gnome Sweet Gnome - Episode Two by Marlene Parmenter© I’ve been here quite a while, We are getting on real swell, And she seems so very happy As my rod is working well. “So what do you think my darlin?” Do you think we should? Try for a little gnomeling, Would that be very good? Again her little giggle Made my hat uncurl, As she quietly whispered “Do you want a boy or girl?” So I had a word with stork Across the pond from us. “How many would you like? I can deliver without a fuss”. Now we are surrounded by our gnomelings e garden is lled with laughter, So as all good stories end We lived happily ever a er. Well for a while. Where? by Lee Owers© I walk into a room, And nd you standing there. Take my hand, And walk with me. Where? I don’t know, And don’t care. As we wander Along the beach We can feel the sand, Beneath our feet. Walk with me. Where? I don’t know, And I don’t care. As I take you back To that room I turn and wave. See you soon. Walk with me Where? I don’t know, And you don’t care. 17th August 2023 WORM IN MY GARDEN by Lee Owers© e ruler of all reverie Commands, with ickering ame, All shadows in the room to dance And gra ti the walls in grey. Her subtle glow articulates e lips of my stubborn mind, And bids me to secret admissions When in her warmth entwined. Whenever I glimpse a lover rough the arabesque of the ame I am, in its mellowing focus, Held, hopelessly, captive again. e mistress of all magic Compels me, with hypnotic sleight, To ignore all other distractions And make love in her candle’s light. The Hypnotist (Candlelight) by Richard A Labram© I am a worm; my name is Jack. I’m very pink but I’d like to be black. The end of your garden looks a long, long way, Under the hedge, I think I will stay. Now friend the gardener is very kind to me, He’s watching those birds up in that tree. He knows they will fly down and try to eat me. But now the day is over, I’ve had a lot of fun, I will curl up into a ball, And wait for the morning sun. 17th August 2023 FareShare is a foodbank at delivers to those in need. ey supply the old and poor, With hungry mouths to feed. Volunters pick and pack, For vans to take the food. ey travel far and wide, To feed the hungry brood. So if you have time to spare, Come and join us at FareShare. FARESHARE by Jim Dolbear© Send your poems into The Herald, 2 High Street, Hythe, Southampton SO45 6AH The copyright of all poems that are published in The Herald belong to the author and must NOT be reproduced without their permission
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