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Bernard Pearson @bernp.bsky.social · 10/10/2026

my fellow leaf by Leaf authors at Get a Word in Edgeways festival in Much Wenlock

Bernard Pearson @bernp.bsky.social · 09/10/2026

my thanks once again t @thebrokenspine.co.uk and @alanparrywriter.co.uk for hosting #PoemsAbout #Bites will enjoy seeing all the other poems

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Bernard Pearson @bernp.bsky.social · 08/10/2026

Looking forward to being a part of this !

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Bernard Pearson @bernp.bsky.social · 05/10/2026

Looking forward to being part of the @leafbyleafpress.bsky.social team manning the stall here

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Bernard Pearson @bernp.bsky.social · 04/10/2026

Available from www.leafbyleafpress.com and on Amazon

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Bernard Pearson @bernp.bsky.social · 04/10/2026

'In Red Blood' available from www.leafbyleafpress.com

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Bernard Pearson @bernp.bsky.social · 02/10/2026

My thanks again to our hosts @thebrokenspine.co.uk for this week hosting #PoemsAbout #Rot here's one from its inspired by an extraordinary Shropshire landscape love to see what other poets do with the theme

Whixall Woman

On finding her below
The sphagnum moss
He brought her up
From the ancient deep
He carried her from her mortal bed.
To his cottage in the wood,
lit a fire to warm and dry her.
And asked her, if she could
Love a simple country lad,
Who longed to have a wife.
She said she already loved him,
But up here she couldn’t live his life.
So, he took her by the hand,
Her beauty still in tact,
No telltale sign of decay
But neither was there time
Now to dally and delay.
As he led her back down into the fen
Where he and his beloved
Could forego this world of men.
© Bernard Pearson

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Bernard Pearson @bernp.bsky.social · 25/09/2026

my thanks to @thebrokenspine.co.uk and @alanparrywriter.co.uk for hosting #PoemsAbout #DeadLetters this was written for my fathers great friend lost when H.M.S. was sunk I have the letter

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Bernard Pearson @bernp.bsky.social · 18/09/2026

my thanks to @thebrokenspine.co.uk and @alanparrywriter.co.uk for hosting #PoemsAbout #Strays here's one from life in the 1960's look forward to reading others

Sanctuary
My mother’s orange oak table
Stained by the patina of
Tears and furnish polish –
The one that later went for
Prayerful firewood –
Sat heavy on its haunches,
Having legs decorated like stockings
Of an old duchess,
All garlands and balustraded seams.
In earlier times mum’s lame ducks
Would sit around it drinking tea,
Men who had left their minds in Normandy
And young girls with short skirts
And shorter memories
Forgetting that hearts will mend.
I was too young to have regrets
Armoured in childhood as I was. © Bernard Pearson

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Bernard Pearson @bernp.bsky.social · 04/09/2026

Huge thanks to @thebrokenspine.co.uk for hosting #PoemsAbout #SheddingSkins here's my effort look forward to reading other chums poems on the topic

Psoriasis
The parchment
On which a life is writ
Becomes a little less
Readable over time.
There are more crossings
Out the occasional
Archipelago of blue-black ink.

They say the disease I have
Is inherited, but so is life
The affected areas
Are hidden thankfully,
However, they still are sore
Still areas of conflict
Where tears are shed
And death occurs.
Not to be spoken about
In polite society. © Bernard Pearson

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Bernard Pearson @bernp.bsky.social · 02/09/2026

First published in The Edinburgh Review about 15 Years ago !

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Bernard Pearson @bernp.bsky.social · 29/08/2026

Having a nice chilled weekend reading two excellent books Munich by Robert Harris and Desmond Tutu Rabble Rouser for Peace

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Bernard Pearson @bernp.bsky.social · 23/08/2026

Watching Balloons go up from my garden at 6.20 am this morning

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Bernard Pearson @bernp.bsky.social · 23/08/2026

From 'In Free Fall' my selected poems published by @leafbyleafpress.bsky.social

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Bernard Pearson @bernp.bsky.social · 21/08/2026

My thanks as always to @thebrokenspine.co.uk for hosting #PoemsAbout #DeepCuts wanted to post a bit of hope so here's mine. Love to see others during the day

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Bernard Pearson @bernp.bsky.social · 10/08/2026

In this fast-moving tale, Tom Bradshott, a celebrity chef who has led something of a charmed life with women, fame and fortune at his feet, begins to experience his life falling apart available now from www.leafbyleafpress.com

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Bernard Pearson @bernp.bsky.social · 10/08/2026

The third book in The Borderlands Trilogy Following his unfair incarceration in a Liverpool prison, Huw is released with the help of his one-time rival, Phillip, who pays his fare to America, where he can start a new life. available from www.leafbyleafpress.com

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Bernard Pearson @bernp.bsky.social · 10/08/2026

If you think retirement is all about leisure, then Ruth's story will surprise you available from www.leafbyleafpress.com

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Bernard Pearson @bernp.bsky.social · 10/08/2026

In seventh century Wales a young man must fight to prove himself. As the Kingdoms of post-Roman Britain struggles for a new order, his chieftain father is called away to war. Available from www.leafbyleafpress.com

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Bernard Pearson @bernp.bsky.social · 09/08/2026

One of my treasures replying to me in my early twenties one of my all time favourite poets and comedians

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Bernard Pearson @bernp.bsky.social · 08/08/2026

On International Cat Day here's Imogen twenty years young in October

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Bernard Pearson @bernp.bsky.social · 07/08/2026

Big shout out to @alanparrywriter.co.uk @thebrokenspine.co.uk for hosting #PoemsAbout #ThriftStore heres mine this week look forward to reading others

Charity Shop

She scuttles through the door
Cradling a cardboard box,
Containing an Elvis video,
And bag full of odd socks

Furtively she places
Them just inside the shop
Then mouths apologetically,
That she has no time to stop

He was only fifty seven,
And as strong as an ox,
She was his chestnut vixen
He, her silver haired fox.

On the thirteenth green
His heart just gave up
When his threefoot putt
Had trickled past the cup

Now all she had left was
their Yorky called Scamp
And the bungalow in Hastings,
He used to call, Base Camp.
© Bernard Pearson

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Bernard Pearson @bernp.bsky.social · 28/07/2026

This is Edward Pearson my great great grandfather painted by the remarkable Sarah Biffen

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Bernard Pearson @bernp.bsky.social · 25/07/2026

@leafbyleafpress.bsky.social at Shropshire Authors Event at Palmers, Clairemont Street Shrewsbury, today a merry time was had by all

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Bernard Pearson @bernp.bsky.social · 24/07/2026

Huge thanks to @thebrokenspine.co.uk and @alanparrywriter.co.uk for hosting #PoemsAbout #BadHabits here's one from me will enjoy reading all the others

Reading in Bed
In bed we write
me in short hand,
you in long script.
Our words lie naked
each sentence stripped.
and with dawn the
sheets that have
been written upon
make no sense,
for you are gone.
and this is not Ulysses's
Life in a day
it is death in a morning,
as you take your
unopened book,
and walk away.

Bernard Pearson

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Bernard Pearson @bernp.bsky.social · 23/07/2026

some of my books most available at www.leafbyleafpress.com

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Bernard Pearson @bernp.bsky.social · 17/07/2026

huge thanks to @thebrokenspine.co.uk for hosting #PoemsAbout #ExitWounds look forward to seeing others work

Hall of Mirrors

In the Court of
Louis The cauterized,
Beneath a naked light bulb
By the name of Fleur,
Rank and decorum.
Are all important.

The revered picture of
His mum sits turned to the wall.
So, all his footy trophies
have to do the same.

Outside, where Louis had not
Been for several years.
(Getting everything delivered),
An urban fox
dives in a food bin
Like Von Rothbart
in Swan Lake.

© Bernard Pearson

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Bernard Pearson @bernp.bsky.social · 13/07/2026

Nice to be in the comoany of Sebastian Faulks and Julian Barnes even if it is in the front window of a charity shop.

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Bernard Pearson @bernp.bsky.social · 12/07/2026

Come and chat with @leafbyleafpress.bsky.social authors at this event lots of books new titles etc we would love to see you there

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