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