When a loved one whispers your name

When a Loved One Whispers Your Name

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Based here in Chesterfield, we have our own dialect and sayings, but I reckon these poems by the 'Bard of Bozer' (J.R. Booker) are absolutely superb. Apologies to anyone who can't understand the poetry, you'll just have to pay us a visit...Ed.

'The picture above is of 'Bozer Castle'. 'Bozer' by the way - is the local name for Bolsover in Derbyshire.

If you'd like to see more of the Bards work please click to: http://www.jrbooker.ukpoets.net/

When a Loved One Whispers Your Name

When a loved one whispers your name across a crowded room,
You're supposed to hear it as plain as day.
But the reply is not always what it's meant to be,
"Wot?, I can see thi gob moving! What did tha say?"

When a loved one blows sweet nothings in your ear,
Trying to stoke a fire in your belly,
Its funny how tha guz stone deaf,
Cos, in five minutes, it's football on telly.

When she's full of Eastern Promise and on her way to bed,
Throws you a kiss and mouths "Don't be late",
You miss it. 'Cos there's a match on canal tomorrow,
And tha wondering what'll be best bait.

When you've secretly stashed away your maggots,
And forgot to put lid on rait tight,
When she oppens 'fridge door next morning,
That'll be loud enough-- you'll hear that allright!!