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Steph Spiers describes a loving, caring, hard-working pair of hands.
Steph Spiers brings us an intriguing example of a pantoum, a poem of interlocking repeated lines based on a Malaysian folk form which was imported into European literature by the French writer Victor Hugo.
All that money spent on beautifying the female body - and for what?
Steph Spiers tells the truth - varnished and unvarnished - about the reason for looking good.
Yesterday a Scottish newspaper the Sunday Herald published a barely concealed picture of a footballer alleged to have had an affair with a TV personality.
The footballer had taken advice from his lawyers to launch proceedings against Twitter and 'persons unknown' who have been revealing his name. A High Court decision forbade the naming of the footballer.
Steph Spiers brings us this poem which is as topical as the breaking news.
This poem by Steph Spiers homes in on the moment of creation.
...Mum’s drunk, dad’s gone
that’s Billynomates...
This moving poem by Steph Spiers sums up the lives of all too many children in Britain today.
Steph Spiers' poem tells of the depths of despair.
Steph Spiers considers the warning brought by an early October frost.
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Today is National Poetry Day in the UK.
To mark the event poet Steph Spiers is organising a Poetry Afternoon spanning the generations with a class of teenagers from a local school reading their own poems and joining in an afternoon recital by a Widows Group, a writer’s workshop, and a group from Social Services.
" Should be fun,'' says Steph. "We're laying on extra biscuits.''
To mark the season and the day here's a poem written by Steph.
This profound poem by Steph Spiers sums up a life in twelve lines.
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Steph Spiers celebrates the simple joys of life.
Steph Spiers' poem brings the truth about truth.
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Steph Spiers presents an example of the Pantoum poetic form. Written in four-line stanzas, pantoums can be in free verse or rhyme. The structure of the poems, believed to have originated in the Far East, consists of repeated lines in an interlocking pattern.
A pair of old wrought iron gates serve as sad reminders of happier times in this poem by Steph Spiers.
This poem by Steph Spiers indicates a life of diligent and caring toil.
This sonnet by Steph Spiers pours due scorn upon those vain, self-centred moneymen who plunged the world into turmoil.
For some a chair becomes the centre of the universe as the years go drifting by.
Readers can be assured that Steph Spiers’ thoughtful poem is not autobiographical. She is a very busy lady who contributes a huge amount to society.
Steph Spiers' poem tells of doomed love.
Steph Spiers' poem expresses the bleak feelings of someone who will be dining alone on December 25th.
Steph Spiers' poem express the nadir of loss, felt particularly keenly at Christmas time.
Steph Spiers' poem pinpoints the emotional turbulence of being in love.
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Steph Spiers conveys the sadder side of what many thousands see as a bargain hunter's paradise.
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There's many a surprise and chuckle down at the local jumble sale, as this poem by Steph Spiers reveals.
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Steph Spiers longs for a simple method of wiping one's transgressions and trespasses from conscious thought,
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...you and I slipped through each others’ fingers
leaving behind only a catalogue of regret...
Steph Spiers' poem charts the sad end of a love affair.
Steph Spiers' vivid poem paints a bloody portrait of a famous battle between the Parliamentarians and the men of the King in England's Civil War.
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Steph Spier's poem re-emphasises that a bunch of plastic flowers can reveal the grief in a broken heart.
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Steph Spiers was moved to write this poem on hearing the news that some English universities were dropping history courses.
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The inimitable Steph Spiers pens a "green'' poem which will hopefully jab many an official conscious.
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Good-humoured Steph Spiers expresses a profound longing for bootcut hipsters.
Does vanity help us to see ourselves in a rosy light? Steph Spiers muses upon what kind of people we are.
As Spring begins to burst forth there's the threat of violence in the air, as Steph Spiers' poem reveals.
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...Vicious panic-driven epidemic ensues
driven by men infected by their ignorance...
Steph Spiers brings a powerful poetic condemnation of those who abuse children as they seek a "cure'' for the great scourge of our time - AIDS.
This poem by Steph Spiers accurately allocates blame for the world's current financial woes. If only the guilty had ears to hear!
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Steph Spiers' poem reminds us that writers are tormented souls, hovering between reality and their own invented worlds.
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Clichés can be so irritating, but they can also be fun when used deliberately, as Steph Spiers and her writing class demonstrate.
Steph Spiers has an optimistic, if sobering, message concerning the future of Planet Earth.
Steph Spiers wrote this wonderful poem when one of her friends died all too young.
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There's Hallowe'en shivers aplenty in Steph Spiers' menacing poem.
Steph Spiers was moved to write this profoundly moving poem after encountering a tragic young woman. Steph gave her sandwiches, then, not knowing what else to do, found it impossible to explain to her little boy why the woman was in such a condition.
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Steph Spiers' poem rebels against wheeled waste bins which seem sometimes to have been designed to test the memories of those who have to use them.
Steph Spiers brings a memorable blues anthem to the much-maligned plastic bag. Someone should set this to music.
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This brilliant and compassionate poem by Steph Spiers highlights the plight of those who care, and go on caring and caring, for loved ones no longer able to care for themselves.
This poem by Steph Spiers tells of the profound and lasting sadness of a family break-up.
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Steph Spiers sums up a family history in four brief verses.
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The mind can travel far while waiting in line for a pizza, as Steph Spiers' poem reveals.
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Steph Spiers published this poem, which mourns the "death'' of a coal mine, in 1997.
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Steph Spiers' powerful poem reminds us that coal miners still had a price to pay after the pits were closed.
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Do widows grieve the loss of a pit? Steph Spiers' heartfelt poem poses a rhetorical question.
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This poem by the wonderful Steph Spiers highlights the sacrifices made by coal miners in building up Britain's industrial might.
Steph Spiers' free-spirited poem suggests those lords of the air have their own ranks of nobility.
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Steph Spiers wrote a special poem for this year's National Poetry Day.
Steph and members of the Rising Brook Writers Group stepped up to the challenge of the day by giving a public performance of their work.
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This wonderful award-winning poem by Steph Spiers conjures up the mystery of an English midsummer garden.
This wonderful poem by Steph Spiers so vividly traces the course of a local brook that you hear the splash and gurgle of water.
Steph won the United Press award for this poem.
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