Tribute to our Writing Group

Wednesday

By Terry McLafferty

Wednesday is our day of days…it’s when we writers meet

Either scribing on an iPad…or just a plain white sheet

With topics quite eclectic…and pasts diverse and wide

We pen our thoughts in rapid fire…our minds are never dried

Take Jo our latest scribe of note…turning words out by the score

Just when you thought she’d penned enough…out come volumes more

And Cath…our happy matriarch…so succinct in quickwrite mode

Her brain still sharp as any…a gift she’s been bestowed

Now Helene can be relied upon…to keep us on our toes

But where she gets her ideas from…I guess only Fifi knows

And Garry now living across the sea…in the land once called Siam

Enjoying Thai cooked delicacies…except the great Tim Tam

Our Melissa hails from Phoenix…that’s a long long way away

Her lyrics flow like liquid gold…just like a verbal ballet

Of course Scotty can’t be overlooked…he invented Charlie Wu

A copper borrowed from China way…where the pandas eat bamboo

Leonie is our quiet one… but oh so very clever

Her writings deep and meaningful…a lifetime long endeavor

David R our bard of rhyme…ideas thought while near the brine

Inspired words and phrases…in his poems…all combine

Geoffrey keeps us thinking…penning thoughts of a political bent

His writings well considered…no excess verbiage in his vent

Wendy is our comic scribe…only tall when on the stairs

With quick fire wit and cleverness…she’s our local Pammy Ayres

Elizabeth comes from Orange town…once a farmer and a flier

Now living in our coastal town…she could be a pen for hire

Trish is our worldly lady…telling tales of London Town

With a cheeky sense of humour…she’s fun to have around

Lynn, I knew from years ago…she writes like a writer should

But if the muse abandons…her paintings are very good

Margaret’s been here just a while…The Watermelon Farmer’s Daughter

Away from the country she’s long known…now living by the water

Robyn, Robyn, good old mate…been here a quite long time

Calls a spade a shovel…but her words are quite sublime
Now Trevor's just a newbie...and while computers have been his thing
He's now enjoying wordsmithing...making those letters sing

I guess that leaves yours truly…but I won’t beat my chest

‘Cause this group of budding writers…are the friends I call my best.