DEAR ANCESTOR

Your tombstone stands among the rest, Neglected and alone. The name and date are chiselled out, unpolished marble stone. It reaches out to all who cares. It is too late to mourn. You did not know that I exist, You … Read More

CHATSWORTH by R BRUNT

‘CHATSWORTH’ Chatsworth, home of Lords and Ladies, Peaceful haven from an outside fades. The house stands alone, majestic and royal, Built on foundations of sweat and toil.   All around, sights and sounds are kind, Looking and listening will rest … Read More

THE MOSS by EDITH BRUNT

“THE MOSS”   We travel far and wide across the countryside, Strolling thro’ historic villages and quiet country parks. Wander by rivers fast flowing and wide And yet I will say – the river Moss is my pride.   It … Read More

NEVER FEAR DAM

NEVER FEAR DAM   This Dam was worked by the Haslam’s of Ridgeway. The story of how it got its strange name is best told in the poem by one of the local children.   “Working, working, always working trying … Read More

THE VILLAGE SYCAMORE

In 1905 George Foster, son of a Blacksmith published a small book of poems from his home in Cadman Street Mosbrough.  We reprint a few verses from his poem “the Village Sycamore”.  This ancient tree stood until the 1950’s opposite … Read More

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