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Small DLT Stafford Market Elizabeth Leaper was selling copies of both ‘Collecting Cobwebs, Gathering Brambles’ and her own ‘Barking at Nothing’ which is sold in aid of the Donna Louise Trust, yesterday (Saturday 8th December) at Stafford Indoor Market. This is her little corner of the  Christmas stall of the  ‘Friends of the Donna Louise Trust’. Click on the link in the side bar to find out more about the Donna Louise Children’s Hospice Trust.

You can see she was in good company, although he rather rudely kept his back to her all day! The day was quite successful with several books sold despite the fairly low footfall. Apparently there was a Christmas Market in the town Square to compete with.

Elizabeth will be there again on Saturday 15th December so if you are in the area and are a fan of ELizabeth’s and Jack’s poems why not come along? She will be pleased to see you. We are hoping for a better turn out as the neighbouring stall will be offering Face Painting among other things and there will be free mince pies.

The books make ideal stocking fillers and if you wish to purchase copies go to www.silverburnpublishing.co.uk where you can buy them at the click of a button.

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EOTE, which is short for Ends Of The Earth, is a free e-zine promoting the work of emerging creative artists – writers, photographers and painters. The e-zine appears three times a year, in April, August and December and is open to submissions.

The new April issue contains a couple of short pieces by Elizabeth Leaper. For more information and to subscribe to the e-zine please visit EOTE.

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Collecting Cobwebs, Gathering Brambles cover imageWe are very sorry but the book giveaway has now ended. The winner will be announced soon.

If you would like to buy a copy of ‘Collecting Cobwebs, Gathering Brambles’ you may do so at Silverburn Publishing.

You can read sample poems by both Jack Williamson and Elizabeth Leaper at ‘By the Wobbly Dum-Dum Tree’ here.

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Collecting Cobwebs, Gathering Brambles cover imageOnly two days remain of my Blog Tour Giveaway. To be in with a chance to win a copy of  ‘Collecting Cobwebs, Gathering Brambles’ visit Dragonscale Clippings here and leave a comment. You have until midnight on April 6th 2012 to do so.  You can read sample poems by both Jack Williamson and Elizabeth Leaper at ‘By the Wobbly Dum-Dum Tree’ here.

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Collecting Cobwebs, Gathering Brambles cover imageToday is book giveaway day at Dragonscale Clippings and it is the last day of Elizabeth Leaper’s week-long Blog Tour there. All you need to do to be in with a chance to win a copy of  ‘Collecting Cobwebs, Gathering Brambles’ is to visit Dragonscale Clippings here and leave a comment. You have until midnight on April 6th 2012 to do so.  You can read sample poems by both Jack Williamson and Elizabeth Leaper at ‘By the Wobbly Dum-Dum Tree’ here.

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A River Of Stones

A River of StonesI regret that this site has been rather dormant for a while. I certainly have not run out of Jack’s Poems but rather have been busy with other things – like the arrival of a new grandson! It is hoped that normal service will return in the New Year.

Also in the new year I will be participating in the International Small Stone Writing Month (January 2011). I have set up a blog especially for this and you can find it at: http://bythewobblydumdumtree.wordpress.com  Please do drop by, have a look and leave a comment if you like what you see.

More information about the International Small Stone Writing Month can be found at: http://ariverofstones.blogspot.com

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This is a previously unpublished poem of unknown date.

Love I Have Known Thee Well

Love, I have known thee well,
The soaring happiness you bring
When hand clasps hand,
Or just the merest brushing of a touch,
Her presence in a room empties it of everyone
Except ourselves.
Eyes meet, and our thoughts are as one.
The understanding being so positive
I quickly look around the room
For fear that others saw and know about our bond.

But how speedily happiness can turn to pain,
For Cupid fires his arrows with random aim.
And so I find myself alone with wounds to heal,
And no-one can I tell, for all must be concealed.
And yet, was it concealed?
To her I know it showed,
For though I never spoke of love I could not hide the glow.
And she the same as I dare not speak of love
For someone else would drown
In our emotional flood.

And so it had to end and time has dulled the pain,
Both of us have lost,
Nothing has been gained,
But if love should ever come again
I pray with all my heart
That Cupid is less careless where he aims his darts.

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