Lynn White
Lynn White lives in north Wales. Her work is influenced by issues of social justice and events, places and people she has known or imagined. She is especially interested in exploring the boundaries of dream, fantasy and reality.
About Lynn White
Lynn White lives in north Wales. Her work is influenced by issues of social justice and events, places and people she has known or imagined. She is especially interested in exploring the boundaries of dream, fantasy and reality.
Lynn White was born in Sheffield at a time when it was a major steel producing town. Her father was a tram driver and died when she was a child. Poverty dominated her childhood and has influenced the concern in some of her poetry for social justice. She moved from Sheffield to Liverpool as a student and still has a great affection for the city -- and the poetry and song emanating from there.
She now lives in a small ex-industrial town in the mountains of north Wales. Her work is varied; she hopes her poetry is accessible and unpretentious! It represents the styles of poetry that she likes to read and dislikes classical references, archaic language and meaningless line breaks! Her favourite poem is still 'Raspberries' by Lawrence Lerner.
She was shortlisted in the Theatre Cloud 'War Poetry for Today' competition in 2014 and has been nominated for a Pushcart Prize and a Rhysling Award from the Science Fiction Poetry Association. Her poetry has appeared in many publications including: Apogee, Firewords, Vagabond Press, Light Journal and So It Goes Journal as well as the Piker Press.
Find Lynn at: https://lynnwhitepoetry.blogspot.com and https://www.facebook.com/Lynn-White-Poetry-1603675983213077/
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Dandelion Seed — poem unrhymed
"...A shimmering seed held like a star in a wiry halo..."
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A Rose for Gaza — poem unrhymed
"...No garden of Eden here. No gateway to paradise..."
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In the End — poem unrhymed
"...flakes of skin and bone wrapped in long hair..."
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Miss Pass — poem unrhymed
"...And all because of Miss Pass..."
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Never Again — poem unrhymed
"...pleading to be let in anywhere..."
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If I Were a Butterfly — poem unrhymed
Lynn White lives in north Wales. Her work is influenced by issues of social justice and events, places and people she has known or imagined.
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The Purple Boat — poem unrhymed
"...Our father made us three, blue, green and purple..."
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Jacko — poem unrhymed
"I saw him flapping around in the grass..."
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Washed Up — poem unrhymed
"...to bear witness, if any one is listening..."
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Moving On — poem unrhymed
"...I did, I did as just I'd promised..."
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Photo Opportunity — poem unrhymed
"...I thought that it was a picture he would like to have..."
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Barcelona Sandals — poem unrhymed
"...A kind man, a nice man..."
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Now and Then — poem unrhymed
"...everyone is facing both ways..."
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Legacy — poem unrhymed
"...My mother liked things to be right..."
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The Best Medicine — poem unrhymed
"...You can wind up the anti, add hate to the hate..."
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Tiempo — poem unrhymed
"...Making notes of my life, telling my story..."
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Shadows — poem unrhymed
"...The light is a different matter..."
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Sunshine and Shadows — poem unrhymed
"...waiting for more cold days to come..."
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The Circus of My Dreams — poem unrhymed
"...the unicorns are are prancing, rearing up..."
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Behind the Mask — poem unrhymed
"...Maybe they'll tell me enough..."
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Dream Lovers — poem unrhymed
"...Imaginary events are more controllable...."
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Michel — poem unrhymed
"Traveling through northern France..."
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Caterpillar — poem unrhymed
"...I stepped on a caterpillar accidentally..."
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Like Alice — poem unrhymed
"...this rabbit hole world..."
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Once — poem unrhymed
"...the effigy is broken, the marble decaying...
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Angels Wings — poem unrhymed
"...How far did they fall..."
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The Grey Men — poem unrhymed
"...he took off his shoe and banged it on the table..."
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Lest We Forget — poem unrhymed
"...the ones behind the masks..."
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Sleepwalking — poem unrhymed
"...sleepwalking into my to be lived future..."
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The Sad Man — poem unrhymed
"...the sad man of the leafy suburbs..."
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A Disappointing Day — poem unrhymed
"...But they did ask her..."
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Images — poem unrhymed
"...Which mirror will show me..."
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Regrets — poem unrhymed
"...They will be taken away in time..."
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Sore Fingers — poem unrhymed
"...I wanted plaits..."
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Baptism — poem unrhymed
"...the font of translucent light..."
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An Upward Glance — poem unrhymed
"...a morsel of paradise captured ..."
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Cataract — poem unrhymed
"...searched my memory and my imagination..."
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A Ray of Sunshine — poem unrhymed
"...hiding what lay beneath..."
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Mellow Yellow — poem unrhymed
"...the colour yellow doesn’t suit me..."
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Mr Taylor — poem unrhymed
"...even so, they were better than nothing..."
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Art Therapy — poem unrhymed
"...a mind that’s taken leave of its senses..."
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Me and Five Pears — poem unrhymed
"...it was the brightness of the red that won me over..."
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Look We Have Come Through — poem unrhymed
"Gather round the camp fire..."
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The Good Old Days — poem unrhymed
"...when power meant steam and strawberries were seasonal..."
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Strange Fruit — poem unrhymed
"...humour and pathos combined incongruously..."
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To Break the Mould — poem unrhymed
"...She emerged the same each time..."
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All Gold — poem unrhymed
"She was all gold..."
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Getting Better — poem unrhymed
"...even though it doesn’t feel that way..."
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Al-Chemists — poem unrhymed
"...transform the heavy leaden flesh of age back to the bloom ..."
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Ravens Can't Read — poem unrhymed
"...all the pages all the words he had written..."
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Pie in the Sky — poem unrhymed
"...she was a child of life..."
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Silver Baubles — poem unrhymed
"...she was not allowed to touch..."
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March Hares — poem unrhymed
"...the witching hour has arrived at last..."
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Caged in Gaza — poem unrhymed
"...perhaps they still live in hope like us..."
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We're All Doomed — poem unrhymed
"...Well, so we are!..."