Fragility of life

Fragility of Life

The glass you hold in your hand

Has a fragility about it

Unlike us humans 

It’s completely transparent 

But like us 

There is a need to handle with care

An accidental knock 

And the glass can crack or chip

As the glass tumbles to the floor

We know its fate 

But unlike the glass 

When we feel like we are in pieces 

We can heal 

A cracked glass can still hold water

A broken heart can be mended

Those shattered pieces 

Can be gathered up 

Made into a beautiful mosaic

Admired by many 

Like the chipped glass 

We can still fulfil our purpose 

Joanne C Hicks 12/7/2026 copyright ©️ 

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Hope is all we have

Hope Is All We Have

I twisted my fingers tighter
The pain of holding on…..
Cuts through every inch of my flesh

I tighten my grip
Can’t let go

I must hold on
I breathe - filling my lungs

That invisible force
Gives me strength 

I realise the thread I’m gripping
It’s thickening 

I loosen my grip a little
Relief washes over me 

Every moment I hold on
The thread becomes stronger 

When all you see is darkness
Then all you have is hope

Hold on to it

It will grow

Always there
And sometimes …..
It’s all we have 

Joanne C Hicks Pembrokeshire Poet 14/10/2024

Bracing!

Bracing! 

I’m going in, the sea looks lovely 

I strive towards the water’s edge 

The waves are lapping on the shore

Inviting me to step right in 

I peer into the deep blue sea 

It’s crystal clear - I spy the sandy bed

I tentatively put my foot forward

As a wave crashes over my bare foot

Blimey - it’s freezing!

I think my foot’s gone blue

But here I stand on the shore

Committed to my first sea swim 

So I put my other foot down 

Numbness setting in

No looking back now! 

So I scream and squeal.

Quite a theatrical show…..

I finally dipped my whole body in 

Breathe - just breathe!

I paddle back to the shore

“Nice swim?” The stranger shouts to me

“Ohh fabulous” I say through chattering teeth

“Bracing!” What a British thing to say 🤣

The top of the stairs

The Top of the Stairs 

I’m sat at the top of the stairs

Knees tucked in tight 

Right under my chin

I’m barely breathing

I tilt my head slightly 

Desperately trying to catch a glimpse

Just a sliver

Of the world the adults below inhabit 

Their laughter rising up and down

I wonder what’s so funny? 

Every now and then I catch a whiff of smoke

The smell of alcohol lingering on the stairwell 

I can just hear the distant beat

As the records turn on the record player 

My eyes like saucers 

The party in full swing

I toss back my head

And imagine what it must be like

The laughter

The wine, the dancing 

 

Then, there it is

The hand on my shoulder

The smell of smokey breath and whiskey

“Come on young lady - back to bed”

Busted once again 

I smile 

I flop my head on my pillow

Maybe when I’m 9 they’ll let me join the party? 

Joanne C Hicks Pembrokeshire Poet copyright ©️ 

14th June 2026

Passport please! ☀️☀️☀️

Today’s the day 

It’s found its way 

The big glowing ball 

That hangs in the sky

Would the sun 

Please 

Come on down 

Apparently there were issues with the sun getting through passport control into Pembrokeshire 🤷🏻‍♀️🤣☀️🙌🏻

Here Comes The Sun

Here Comes The Sun

We have to lower our expectations in Pembrokeshire

While the media issue health warnings 

About blazing, hot, scorching sunshine

We sit here in good old Pembs 

Under a cover of cloud 

Willing the sun to peek out

Will it appear? 🤷🏻‍♀️

I feel it is near 

☀️☀️☀️☀️☀️

Oh no - Here Comes June

 Oh no - Here Comes June 

It’s bank holiday weekend 

And we finally see the sun ☀️ 

But can you believe….

It will soon be June!

You know what that means…

I don’t even know if I can say it! 🤦🏻‍♀️

The longest day approaches 

That can’t be right - surely?

It’s like somebody said

Oh no - wait a minute

They are all starting to chill

Enjoying themselves 

Let’s just bring everyone back into line 

So just as it starts to heat up 

BANG! 💥 

Let’s hit them with the longest day

So they face the reality….

Every day will start to get a little shorter….🤣

Joanne C Hicks Pembrokeshire Poet copyright ©️ 

22/5/2026 

Hidden Treasure

Hidden Treasure 

I’ve been a busy boy

Had a mission to complete 

My owner gave me something special

A tasty little treat 

So I took it in the garden 

Dug a great big hole 

But now I’m sat here wondering 

Where did I bury that bone? 

Joanne C Hicks Pembrokeshire Poet copyright ©️ 

18/5/2026

Summer is loading

Summer is loading 

Where is summer? It’s running pretty late

I’ve sat and watched the wet stuff fall

Pretty much all day

It’s grey, damp and dismal 

No wonder Wales is green

As for the sun?

It’s nowhere to be seen! 

Joanne C Hicks Pembrokeshire Poet copyright ©️ 

18th May 2026

A Window of Time

A Window of Time

If I had known that was our last goodbye

Would I have stopped a moment longer

To take in your smile

Would I have sat a while

With your hand cupped in mine 

Would I have lingered 

And watched the drops of rain

Running down the window pane 

Would I have listened to more stories

Your memories of time gone by 

Would I have sat with you in silence 

As we watched the world 

Pass us by

Time 

We can’t re-live it 

Joanne C Hicks Pembrokeshire Poet copyright ©️ 

16th May 2026

Possible

Possible

Don’t tell me what I can and can’t do

Don’t tell me it’s impossible

When right there is the word

Possible 

Don’t rain down on my dreams

Above lies endless blue skies

Who knows what they can do
Until they take that first step
Stepping out of what feels comfortable
That’s where dreams are born

Don’t fit me into a box
Suffocated by rules 

Let me walk my own path
I have to live the wrong turns
To grow and create 

Don’t suppress me
When every day the sun shines somewhere 

Let me fly - free
Who knows where my path may lead 

Joanne C Hicks Pembrokeshire Poet copyright ©️ 

16/5/2026 

The Long Goodbye

The Long Goodbye

It was the darkest day

When we had to say goodbye

The day you slipped away 

I learnt to live a different way 

A crushing weight 

Bearing down on my chest

You took my breath with you 

I locked you away 

In a quiet place in my heart 

To find the strength to carry on 

I had to become someone I wasn’t

I’d hear a song and the tears would flow

Memories, sharp reminders

That you are gone 

I’ve learnt to live without you

But that space you left remains 

Are you proud of the life I’ve made?

You made me the person I am today 

So as I carry on my journey

I hope that you are waiting 

That you will hold me close

And I can say, Dad - I love you 

Joanne C Hicks 

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4th May 2026 

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Busted Benji!

Busted Benji - busted

Who me? 

Absolutely not!

Just checking the cupboard door was secure 

That Old Horse Chestnut Tree

That Old Horse Chestnut Tree 

I am a giant of the community

Rooted, a safe haven 

I’ve watched, my leaves gently rustling 

As christenings gather, old and young

My canopy sheltering many

As raindrops fall 

A tapestry of life in the chapel grounds 

Brides’ faces full of joy, as they say “I do!”

Under my strong, stretched out branches 

Vows are spoken and two become one 

Those who mourn gather beneath me

Heads bowed in quiet reflection 

On a summer’s day the soft sounds of hymns

Float out the chapel door, drifting away 

As night falls I offer a sanctuary 

As foxes silently cross my path 

In spring I burst into delicate white flowers

But my real treasures are brown and small

Encased by spikes, lie my jewels within 

I hear the children’s voices rise up with glee

They gather up my conkers 

Running wildly, arms full of brown treasure 

Generations have passed my gaze

Some amble past, barely noticing me 

If I could speak of the tales I’ve seen 

All life has unfolded beneath my leaves 

Joanne C Hicks Pembrokeshire Poet copyright ©️ 

3rd May 2026

An ordinary man?

You take your hurt and pain 

And share it on a global stage

Who’d have thought 

You started out living in your car

You share the grief that grips you

It breaks our hearts to hear

But know you’re not alone

So many questions unanswered 

To lose your dad so young 

When you were just a child 

Sorrow no child should bear 

Crushing, numbing grief 

No child can understand 

Your mother lost her way 

Alcohol now her friend 

When you needed reassurance 

She couldn’t be there for you 

Your path has led you 

To the woman you now love

You share your personal journey

With the fans who you show love 

Alex Warren, like the lyrics in your song 

We will carry you home

You sing of being ordinary

But your strength inspires so many 

Your bloodline hasn’t shaped you

Your parents may now rest in peace 

But they’ll be waiting there for you 

When your time has come 

Joanne C Hicks Pembrokeshire Poet copyright ©️ 

1st May 2026 

I’m Naked!

I’m naked - I’m naked!

I don’t know why she’s done this 

I’ve not got much to my name

My doggy wardrobe is on the counter

I feel exposed with nothing on 

For goodness sake 

Put my collar back on!  

Why Be A Flightless Bird?

A flightless bird is like a life less lived

Take those wings and spread them 

Soar high or low 

Why stagnate when you could fly

I don’t mean travel the world 

Let the path before you unfold 

Embracing every twist and turn 

And when the path gets rocky

Pull on those tougher boots

Your friends will wrap around you 

Like a comforting cape

An easy life

Does anybody get one of those? 

A full life?

It’s found on the roads you choose

Joanne C Hicks Pembrokeshire Piet copyright ©️ 

1st May 2026 

Weightless delicate delight

Weightless delicate delight

Have you ever sat and watched snowflakes falling

It’s a magical show and truly enthralling.

They glisten like glitter as they fall through the air

Spontaneously dancing and prancing without a care.

Each snowflake bears its own unique form 

With the wind beneath them they swirl and swarm

Floating freely like weightless, delicate delights. 

A true thing of beauty as winter bites.

They fall in slow motion from the darkened sky.

Then drop to the ground where it’s here they lie.

Flake after flake ‘til a white crisp blanket is formed.

Now the ground has a bright white coat to adorn.

The white fresh snow glistens and gleams 

It’s almost like walking through a dream.

Everywhere falls into a beautiful silence 

Except for the birdsong calling out like a siren.

Natures wonderland all now a pure white

It is a gloriously simple but stunning sight 

But slowly and surely all life starts to move 

Children playing and cars finding their groove.

Before long the perfect pure blanket is gone.

Where children, dogs, birds and adults walked on.

The remnants of a day of laughter and fun

And now the winter snow filled day is done.

J C Hicks copyright ©️ 18/1/23

Natures healing powers

When you are bathed in nature’s calm

It’s easier to quiet the alarm

The sun filters through the trees so tall

Branches all bare following the autumn’s fall 

Surrounded by nature’s glorious song

Time to forget the weight we carry along

No thoughts of the troubles at your door 

So while the sun shines step out and explore!  

Joanne C Hicks 14/3/2026 copyright ©️ 

Pembrokeshire Poet 

I have a dream….

 I have a dream of no more war.

War feeds the rich and robs the poor.

I have a dream of goodwill to all mankind.

But a quick doom-scroll shows that people can be so unkind.

I have a dream I have the perfect body.

But alas my poor belly is really rather floppy!

I have a dream that I have great wealth.

Then remember - the best gift is really good health! 

I have a dream and lots of goals!

Which is great, as aspiration feeds the soul!

Joanne C Hicks Pembrokeshire Poet copyright ©️ 

7/3/2026

Oh daffodil oh daffodil

The Dancing Daffodil

When I appear, I bring hope and cheer

When I push through, we know spring is near

I stand alongside the delicate snowdrops

A beautiful carpet of white - a gentle delight

The crocuses' blooms are bold and bright 

A rainbow of colours competing to steal the light 

But when I re-emerge from the deep cold ground

A fabulous golden, yellow crown is soon to be found 

I shift and sway in the cool, crisp breeze

I bring the promise of spring on that gentle breeze 

What’s the best thing about being me?

I'm a symbol of Wales and bloom for all to see

Remember you don’t have to be big, brash or bold to be admired by others - the simple, humble daffodil gives pleasure to many! 

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4/3/2026

The beast in the corner 😂

The Beast In The Corner

It’s in the bathroom corner

Gloating at me from afar

That beastly contraption 

It whispers, “visit the salad bar...”

It stares at me relentlessly 

While I stand and brush my teeth

It’s mocking and taunting me

Teasing me tremendously 

Come on board, it sneers and jeers 

It’s free, you know - so step right in

Or is it the memory 

Of that late night cheese board? 

I turn my back and walk away

One last glance over my shoulder

Those pesky scales smirk and whisper  

I will be here…. when you feel brave enough

Freedom……

Wouldn’t life be great if we could be truly free?

Not shackled by expectations pushed out on social media

Freedom to think

Freedom to speak

Freedom to just be 

Just be you

No more looking for approval from others

No more striving for perfection, that in truth, doesn’t exist

Conforming and conformity 

When everything is hanging in the balance 

Isn’t it time to just live in the moment 

And not through your phone? 📱 

Father Christmas is near…..

 The presents are wrapped, tucked under the tree.

Children patiently waiting, their eyes full of glee.

For the big man is coming, his sleigh full of toys.

Something on board, for all good girls and boys.

Families will gather and spend time together.

Creating memories that will last forever.

So from our home to yours - festive greetings and cheer.

Remember behave - because Father Christmas is near……😂🎅🏻🎅🏻🎅🏻

Santa’s coming!

I’m waiting for Santa

I’m sure he’s on his way

I know I’m on the good list

That’s what he going to say

I’m counting down the days 

Til he arrives on his sleigh

I hope he’s got a pressie 

A bottle of red?  Dare I pray……😂

🎅🏻🍷🎄🍷🎅🏻🍷🎄🍷🎅🏻🍷 

Joanne C Hicks copyright ©️ 

Pembrokeshire Poet

29-11-2025

Immortal Words…..

The words trickled out 

Onto the empty page

Slowly, painstakingly laid down 

The whiteness broken

Slowly dotted with black shapes

Meaningless

Meaningful

Laid down nevertheless 

Immortalised forever …….

Possibly 

Nobody ever said writing was easy

Nobody ever likes everything 

But - write all the same….

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17th November 2025

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Seeking Perfection

Seeking Perfection 

If I could just make my lips fuller

Then I’d feel good about myself 

If my stomach was a little flatter 

Then I’d feel good about myself

If my thighs were lovely and slender

Then I’d feel good about myself

If my nails were perfectly manicured 

Then I’d feel good about myself

If I could just hold back those pesky wrinkles

Then I’d feel good about myself

So I chased every promise

Wrapped up in bottles and jars 

Sampled every miracle cure

That was slipped into my feed

And yet……

I still didn’t feel whole and complete 

So instead I took time to spend in nature

I walked in silence soaking up the birdsong

I sat and read a book

I lingered over long conversations 

I took a long soak in a sumptuous bubble bath

I stopped trying to be someone I wasn’t 

I found myself

Realised beauty is within us. 

I never needed perfection.  

Joanne C Hicks Pembrokeshire Poet Copyright ©️ 

16th November 2025

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The River of Life

The River of Life 

Life can be like a river 

Energy can ebb and flow 

There are times when everything pours in 

And often, like rain and tides, we’ve no control

Life can throw us off track

Like a river that's burst its banks

Overwhelmed, not sure where to turn 

Waters bubbling as they pass 

Remember it won’t last

The rapid flow eases off 

Its energy slows

Nothing lasts forever 

Rapids come and they pass

So, sit upon those river banks

Watch it wind on by

Solace lies in those moments

Joanne C Hicks Pembrokeshire Poet copyright ©️ 

15th November 2025 

The Riches of Heaven

I am a rich man - I have much wealth

I’m also fortunate to have good health

I’ve worked so hard all my life

To provide for my family and my wife

We live in comfort and have a nice home 

Money to choose where we roam

Money to buy clothes and fancy food 

And for all of these,  I have deep gratitude 

So why do I have this hole in my heart 

When I feel in society I’m playing my part

I’m considerate to others and love my wife

So why do I feel there’s more to my life

There’s a voice in my head - I think it’s the Lord

A message so strong it can’t be ignored

Follow the commandments day to day

But I’ve already done that I hear myself say

I have so much in my world of riches

Whilst others live in dirty, damp ditches

The Lord’s voice rings out loud and clear 

Give up your riches, freely with no fear

Sharing your wealth when you have so much

Really is the perfect touch 

To give to others who have so little 

That is what will solve this riddle 

We enter this earth with nothing at all

Hoarding our riches is our downfall

The act of sharing is the greatest gift

Don’t live a life of constant thrift

You can’t take it with you 

And there’s the clue!

And the heart of this lesson?

The real riches lie in heaven 

Joanne C Hicks copyright ©️ Pembrokeshire Poet

3rd October 2025 

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Could we be anymore sad

He seemingly had it all

We would look on in awe

But inside there was a gaping hole

Nothing would make his heart feel whole 

A life ruled by a greater thing 

Torturing our beloved Chandler Bing

He appeared to live a life so full

But the addiction always pulled

The talented comic donning a mask

Tried to take his addiction to task

But others saw his Achilles heel 

Running round doing their sleazy deals 

And so his light was extinguished 

A writer, actor and man so distinguished 

Joanne C Hicks copyright ©️ 18th August 2025

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Moments In Time

Moments In Time

As hard as you push 

As strong as you are

You cannot halt time

The clock hands do not stop

As the sun traces its daily path

Sinking down when the day is done 

The stars will ignite

The moon appears in various guises

Take a moment to seek out nature's rich glories:

That tree in the park, laden with leaves

A flower bursting into colour

A walk along the river, as the waters amble by

Each second a reminder that living is a blessing 

Joanne C Hicks copyright ©️  15th August 2025

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Roof Top View

Roof Top View 

On the car's roof I position myself 

A perfect base to plan my heist

Wings poised in anticipation

Ready to swoop 

From my vantage point I spy your chips

Let me save them from staying on your hips

In one swift dive I fly down 

Now your chips are on the ground

I open my beak and down they go  

Shame you forgot the ketchup though

Next time, add a sausage too 

Being a Tenby seagull is really tough 

Joanne C Hicks copyright ©️ 11th August 2025

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The truth beyond the mirror

The truth beyond the mirror 

Looking into the mirror -  all I see are imperfections 

I am not sure I even recognise the image before me

I notice every wrinkle, I pull at my face 

I should feel safe in this quiet place 

I gaze at my body, every lump and bump

When did I get so soft and plump?

My eyes don’t seem so bright 

I need glasses just to see

I let out a heavy sigh 

I feel self-doubt beginning to rise  

Gazing at the figure staring back 

I try to look beyond the image

How far along in the book of life I am?

A life that has been full of treasured moments 

I look older, my face is fuller

I guess I burned that candle - both ends!

Slowly something starts to shift 

Why am I not celebrating my existence? 

I seek out the good in that glass

I dig deep to push negative thoughts aside 

The mirror is not always truthful

It tells me I am no longer youthful

While our looks may fade, our souls grow

“She lived life to the full” 

 That will be my headstone! 

Joanne C Hicks 7/8/2025

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Find your inner glow….

Find your inner glow…..

Follow me, I know the way

You’ll see the forks, but don’t be swayed

So we trail the uncertain path ahead

Deep in our gut we know it doesn’t feel right 

But still we trudge along

Like words sung to the wrong song

Don’t look ahead, don’t look behind

Just look at me, don’t follow the paths that wind

Oppression starts to dull your light

Weighted wings which need to take flight 

Then ahead a dancing glimmer of light

Drawn to it, you investigate this sight

The path ahead is full of twists and turns

But it’s one that awakens a yearning 

A yearning to step into the complete unknown

But you know this journey you must make alone

Like emerging from a chrysalis you start to grow

And just like that …..

I find my own inner glow! 

Joanne C Hicks copyright ©️ 5th August 2025

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Breathe, listen, look - be grateful you can …..

Breathe, listen, look - be grateful

Breathe in breathe out 

Breathe in breathe out

Clean fresh air 

Breathing without a care

Stop, stand and listen

Stop, stand and listen 

Birds swooping around 

Listen to their glorious sound

Open your eyes and look around

Open your eyes and look around

Beautiful picturesque scenery 

Look at that luscious greenery 

Now close your eyes and clear your mind 

Breathe in breathe out 

While death is all about 

Stop, stand and listen 

While bombs drop and your muscles stiffen 

Open your eyes and look around

At what was once your home, your town

Children crying in pain and fear

Starving, confused - no loved ones near

Adults powerless to protect those they love 

As gunfire reigns from up above 

So stop for a moment and have some gratitude 

While we pray for ceasefire from this old aged feud 

❤️❤️❤️

Joanne C Hicks  Pembrokeshire Poet  copyright ©️ 

24th July 2025 

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Where Is My Handbook…?

Where is my handbook?

Wouldn’t it be great if when we arrived on earth

We were provided with a handbook - your life from birth

A neatly laid out road map that directed you on your way

Wow - that would be amazing, I can hear you say 

But would you stop and thumb through those pages

To see what your life map may look like?

Study the mistakes that we are yet to make 

So closely, that we restrict how we live day to day

We amble along the road of life 

Letting each day unfold 

Sometimes fear roots us to the spot

We don’t attempt to  break the mould 

Sometimes we are blinkered 

Reluctant to lift the blindfold 

Yet all the while we search for that special spark 

If you flicked through the pages 

Filled with heartache, grief, hurt and despair

Would you skip these pages?

Walk away from that loving relationship

Don’t take the dream job that burnt you out

Not connect with others to avoid the pain of loss

But we don’t need a fancy handbook to lead us 

Sometimes all you need to do is to seize the day

Feel that fear - try something new

It doesn’t matter if you fail - just try and see it through!

Would you live and love differently if you knew the pages of your book?

Joanne C Hicks copyright ©️ Pembrokeshire Poet

2nd July 2025

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Who’s World Is It…..?

I’ve had a busy night

You don’t understand my plight

The countryside’s my home

I feel so alone 

You humans don’t seem to care

Strewing your litter everywhere 

Why desecrate my world?

You don’t even seem concerned 

This lush green land is where I live

But when my babies die I can’t forgive 

Snarled in that mangled can 

Killed by the hands of man 

Just a baby, she saw the glint 

The can covered with your fingerprints

The can she thought was possibly food 

Your can took the life of one of my brood

This land we live in is not yours

You drive round in your fancy cars

While you threw away what you didn’t want

My nest is now empty 

Joanne C Hicks copyright ©️ Pembrokeshire Poet

24th June 2025

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Retreat, retreat, retreat 🧘

We arrived full of anticipation, laced with fear

Thank goodness Rhi had said “bring some beer”

Yoga and wine

Go together just fine!

Rise and shine at 4am to watch the dawn break 

Sleepy souls strolling past the mirror like lakes

Peace perfect peace as we trekked to the cliff top

The glowing, gorgeous orange sun our backdrop

But there was glowing of a different kind before us

As we lay upon our mats - in Rhi we placed our trust!

Your body - your yoga was the mantra of the day

Just do what you can, come what may

Sweaty bodies, bright red faces

Rhi put us through our paces! 

We knew a reward lay in store 

Gorgeous vegan food for one and all

We ate, we laughed and shed some tears

But Rhi was there to allay our fears

I saw the world from upside down!

A beaming face from my worried frown

Life can be good for you and for me

Practice gratitude daily and you’ll feel truly free 

Reach for the stars and never give up

Yoga will help you fill up your life cup

After all the blood, sweat and tears

The end of the retreat drew near

New friend were made, old ones reunite 

As we come together under starlight 

What better way to end a yoga retreat

Than by a fire ,with wine and treats

Some of us even broke out the sherry 

Everyone was rather merry!

So don’t be afraid to just let it all go

Breathe in, breathe out - go with the flow

Your body can do amazing things 

Yoga can give your soul freedom wings! 

Joanne C Hicks copyright ©️ Pembrokeshire Poet

Author of Eloquent, a collection of poems, available on Amazon 

23rd June 2025

Claudette the Comma

Claudette the Comma 

I saw a beautiful butterfly as I walked along the lane

I stopped and wondered, what is this beauty’s name?

I took to social media to ask what it was called

The answer I got left me slightly perplexed 

With its gorgeous orange wings

Is known as a Comma

"Claudette the Comma," my witty sister pings

😂🤷🏻‍♀️🤦🏻‍♀️

Just say …….

There’s a word that we find so hard to say

A small little word and it can get in the way

Sometimes we just can’t say it no matter what

Even though it goes against our gut 

Something so small yet it exerts such control 

We should just follow our heart and soul 

What’s wrong with saying what we feel

It really shouldn’t be a big deal 

So here’s the word you need to know 

That little word - it’s the word no

We don’t have to always say yes okay

Sometimes it’s alright to do things our way! 

Joanne C Hicks Pembrokeshire Poet copyright ©️ 9-6-25

Author of Eloquent, a collection of poems available to buy on Amazon 

Carew Wesley Anniversary 2025

There’s a building nestled alongside the still waters

It has a band of very loyal supporters 

It sits next to the majestic conker tree

Where children collect its treasure with glee

It’s doors are open to one and all

Not just to those who hear Gods call

It’s stood in situ longer than you or me 

Alongside the lofty Horse Chestnut tree 

On Sundays it’s filled with glorious song

But this isn’t just a singalong

Congregational singing full of happiness and joy 

John Brock is definitely our golden boy

Waves of voices rise up like a living sea 

Hearts, minds and spirits are truly free

Singing praises to the Lord our God 

In the place where so many others have trod 

Inside Carew Wesley you’ll find a sanctuary 

But nothing about it is extraordinary 

You’ll find ordinary people like me and you 

Who will help you with whatever you’re going through

In the stillness surrounding you there is a sense of peace 

You can just relax and let all your troubles release 

Here in the presence of our dear Lord

Your heart and soul will be fully restored

These four walls have seen all emotions 

Offered up in praise and devotions

We’ve laughed together but shed some tears

For all those we’ve lost over the years 

So in this quaint little chapel you are not alone

Even strangers are merely friends unknown

So let’s come together in praise and song

To celebrate our faith, which will be lifelong. 

Joanne C Hicks copyright ©️ 2nd June 2025

Author of Eloquent, a collection of poems - available on Amazon. 

Push Out Your Branches

Push Out Your Branches

The trees stand tall upon the rising lands 

Glorious in every way

Firmly rooted 

Weathering the storms

Some survive 

Others so brittle they fall 

The strongest thrive

The weaker reach for a chink of light

Smothered by the taller, fuller trees

They don’t give up 

They know

Beyond the branches sheltering them

Is life

Despite the maze above them

They reach out their branches 

With the helping hand of rain and sun 

They slowly but surely grow

Joanne C Hicks Pembrokeshire Poet copyright ©️ 

4th June 2024

Author of Eloquent, a collection of poems, available on Amazon ❤️

No judgement within these walls

You slip your hand into mine

I can’t believe you’ve been so kind

I look deep into your eyes

As I lie there and just cry

No judgment made 

No attempt to degrade

Just empathy 

Just kindness 

You are a stranger but you act with care 

Hold my hand while I whisper a prayer

I’m scared, frightened and all alone 

In constant pain I let out a small groan 

You squeeze my arm so I know you are there 

I know you are obliged to provide me care

But you show me kindness and compassion 

I can see you do your job with such passion

In hospitals all barriers come down

All become equal

The gay man saves the homephobic man

The black woman saves the white man

The Catholic nurse comforts the atheist 

If only we had no barriers for all mankind

That we could all live with peace of mind 

No more fighting, wars and prejudice 

If only mankind acted with more selflessness 

We may not all have the same beliefs 

But we could unite in peace, instead of grief?

It’s not our place to judge each other 

Wouldn’t it be better if we just loved one another? 

Joanne Hicks Pembrokeshire Poet copyright ©️ 

Author of “Eloquent” a collection of poems available on Amazon 

Love and Obedience

Love is such a small word that rolls off our tongues

Do we ever consider its true deeper meaning?

It floats out of our mouths as we turn to go 

Love you - we say as we are halfway out the door

We tag it on to material objects, like our favourite mug, pen or socks

But do we ever consider the love gifted to us from above?

An invisible, all encompassing love that comes with no hidden strings attached

What was God’s expectation of us in return for his love?

Maybe He seeks our obedience 

Laid out within the Ten Commandments 

If we can follow and abide by these ten simple rules

Would our lives be fuller, richer 

Would we consider our fellow human beings more?

Surely it is the greatest blessing that can be bestowed upon us 

Love and obedience - God coupled them together - hand in hand 

The depth of love is more than words that trip off the tongue 

Joanne C Hicks

9th May 2025 

Tree Hugging Soul 🌳🥰

Always stop to smell the flowers

Remember life is made up of hours

Stop and soak up the view 

Even if it isn’t new

Let troubles float on by

They will still be there, for another time 

Time spent over trivial matters

Is time we can’t revisit 

Choose positivity 

And words that heal your heart 

What’s better than riches - wild and free?

So please don’t laugh at me 

If you see me wrapped around a tree 🌳 😂

Joanne C Hicks Pembrokeshire Poet copyright ©️ 

6th May 2025

Author of “Eloquent”, a collection of poems, available on Amazon! 

Sea, sand and me

 Sea, sand and me

I gaze across the sea at the white crested waves 

Mesmerised; as they dance, they hold my gaze

Their energy builds as they curl up into a crescendo 

As they glide over the salty waters like a flamenco 

So much energy flooding towards the sandy beach

I stretch out my hand dipping it into the swirling waters 

The cold icy water rushes around my hand 

As I slowly rest it on the golden sand 

Taking a moment with the sea, sand and me

The water pulls back out and I take in the sea breeze

An empty mind and a chilled out vibe 

Yes - this is what the doctor prescribed 

Joanne C Hicks Pembrokeshire Poet copyright ©️ 

5th May 2025

Author of “Eloquent”, a collection of poems, available on Amazon! 

Grow Your Soul

Do you ever lie awake in bed

Your life running around in your head 

Wondering about the life choices you’ve made

Turning down opportunities because you were afraid

So many cross roads you’ve had to ponder

Did you ever take the wrong turn you wonder?

Round and round these thoughts swirl 

Before long your mind is just in a whirl 

But you can’t reverse and go back in time

You don’t need this turmoil at bedtime

So take a deep breath and let it all go 

A calmer soul has room to grow. 

Joanne C Hicks Pembrokeshire Poet copyright ©️ 

Author of Eloquent, a collection of poems, available on Amazon now! 

Society - The Broken Dream

Society is feeling a little broken

Society is feeling a little sad

Society is feeling a little scary

Society is feeling a little uncertain 

Society is feeling like a tempestuous teenager

Lost

Confused

Frightened

Unknown

Divided

Not heard

But there is always hope

There is always love

There is always compassion

There is always understanding 

There is always trust

So when you feel the future swarming in like a big, black, threatening cloud - look for the positives. That’s what makes the world turn. Nothing stays the same - good or bad. 

Joanne C Hicks copyright ©️ Pembrokeshire Poet 

If Dogs Could Talk ….

If Dogs Could Talk….

You’ve clearly forgotten, you’re in my spot

That seems to happen quite a lot

You know the sofa is where I sit

I call it my cosy, puppy pit

I think you’ve forgotten I have a mouth

I pouted, whined, whimpered and shouted 

But you sat and ate all your tea

Right there - in front of me! 

You didn’t seem all that happy

In fact I’d say you looked displeased 

You placed that fluffy toy in my bed

And in thirty seconds I’d ripped off his head 

I had expected high praise indeed

When I took that toy and set it free

I doggedly pulled his stuffing out

And you - all you did was pout 

When I took you out for a walk 

As we walked through the park

I let out lots of short, sharp barks 

“Quiet” was all you could remark 

I’ve tried so hard to work you out 

I don’t know what you’re about

But I know that we’ve got a special bond 

And here, with you, is where I belong. ❤️

Joanne C Hicks Pembrokeshire Poet copyright ©️ 

20th March 2025