• Mark Bird

"Uttoxeter is ..." - a poem

Updated: Sep 25

Uttoxeter was and is a wild and wonderful place. It was my childhood playground. It deserves a poem to call its own.


Uttoxeter


Uttoxeter’s

a first won kiss

Uttoxeter’s

a memory missed


Uttoxeter’s

a woman wild

Uttoxeter’s

a feral child


Uttoxeter’s

a drunken fool

Uttoxeter’s

an old cold pool


Uttoxeter’s

a market slide

Uttoxeter’s

a fight of pride


Uttoxeter’s

an ancient place

Uttoxeter’s

an untold race


Uttoxeter’s

a bully boy

Uttoxeter’s

a long lost toy


Uttoxeter’s

a once wine bar

Uttoxeter’s

a pub, The Star


Uttoxeter’s

a burning flame

Uttoxeter’s

an endless game


Uttoxeter’s

A loving duck

Uttoxeter’s

Don’t give a cluck


Uttoxeter’s

an Adam Peaty

Uttoxeter’s

a herbal sweety


Uttoxeter’s

a meadow Shane

Uttoxeter’s

an off-ground train


Uttoxeter’s

A gypsy clan

Uttoxeter’s

Bare-knuckled man


Uttoxeter’s

A flattered fly

Uttoxeter’s

A spider’s sigh


Uttoxeter’s

A summer lake

Uttoxeter’s

A funfair wake


Uttoxeter’s

A bonfire night

Uttoxeter’s

A sledging site


Uttoxeter’s

A slide and swing

Uttoxeter’s

A strangest thing


Uttoxeter’s

A hidden key

Uttoxeter

Is You and Me


Mark Bird


Uttoxeter High Street


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