Terry Trainor

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Hi. My name is Terry Trainor and I write poems.

Many many years ago the news ripped through the London Workhouses,
Through all Bethnel-green, Spitalfields and through the Minories,
Along Tower-hill and up to Shoreditch and Clerkenwell,
To the very purlieus of the Seven Dials, and across the water in Southwark,
Important news spread from ear to ear, overheard in chop houses, and cabs,
Blackberries are ripe, and there are mushrooms in the forest turf.

Like an electric thrill, it has darted far and wide, high and low,
In the great workshops, whether sweating over a hot iron, or folding,
Steaming dye-houses and hatteries or darting the shuttle amongst silken threads,
The bread moulders, or makers of coffins for the dead, or their nails,
To the farmers, the boys that roam the streets, and the hags in alleys,
Everywhere there is just one thought, the blackberries are ripe.

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Books

London Slums the Seven Dials
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Price: $5.99 USD. Words: 81,660. Language: English. Published: May 8, 2012. Category: Nonfiction » History » European
The Seven Dials refers to the layout of the cobbled streets in this London ‘village,’ which includes Monmouth Street, Earlham Street and Mercer Street.
South Oxhey History on your Doorstep
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Price: $5.99 USD. Words: 62,250. Language: English. Published: April 29, 2012. Category: Nonfiction » History » European
The Abbey Grange The first historical reference to Oxhey comes from the time that it was in the south-east corner of the kingdom of Mercia. King Offa II of Mercia (757-796) traditionally founded the Benedictine Abbey of St Albans.
History South Oxhey
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Price: $5.99 USD. Words: 63,540. Language: English. Published: April 13, 2012. Category: Nonfiction » History » European
A book about migration from the workhouses to the slums and then to the greenfield site of South Oxhey
London Workhouse and Slums to South Oxhey
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Price: $5.99 USD. Words: 63,540. Language: English. Published: April 13, 2012. Category: Nonfiction » History » European
The Slums of London London has managed to keep much of its character over time although much of its luster has been lost. The Victorians did more damage than the Great Fire of Lodon 1066, and the town planners, the village idiots, of the 1960s destroyed more of London, than the bombs in the Blitz.
London Workhouse, Slums to South Oxhey
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Price: $4.99 USD. Words: 71,170. Language: English. Published: April 12, 2012. Category: Nonfiction » History » European
London has managed to keep much of its character over time although much of its luster has been lost. The Victorians did more damage than the Great Fire of Lodon 1066, and the town planners, the village idiots, of the 1960s destroyed more of London, than the bombs in the Blitz.
From the London Workhouse to South Oxhey
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Price: $5.99 USD. Words: 63,540. Language: English. Published: April 12, 2012. Category: Nonfiction » History » European
This book is a bout the migration of the Lodoners in slums and overcrowding. In the late 1940's and 1950' thet were moved to a green field site called South Oxhey. This story is about the migration and the problems involved when changing a complete culture. It also has a nostalgic content about the 1950's 60's life and what was available in those buygone days.
A Rainy Evening
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Price: $4.95 USD. Words: 34,760. Language: English. Published: December 19, 2011. Category: Fiction » Poetry » U.K. Poetry
Skipping through meadows of time. By cottage doors and walls, where the honeysuckle stoops, where warm blue sky, adorns homes with beauty and sweetness, sits an old man who has done his days work on this earth, rests in sunshine, the breath of flowers enriching his day.
Noontide of the Year's Day
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Price: $4.95 USD. Words: 34,760. Language: English. Published: December 14, 2011. Category: Fiction » Poetry » U.K. Poetry
A book about the beauty and the power of nature two hundred years ago. The people who lived in that era and how they lived their lives. A book of history, beauty and how the elements ruled their lives.
Rolling back the Years
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Price: $4.95 USD. Words: 34,760. Language: English. Published: December 2, 2011. Category: Fiction » Poetry » Contemporary Poetry
A frost Dawn Laying on the edge of a forest away from people who hate you, too shallow to care, My eyes opened to a dazzling sunny morning a golden, watery,
Hope the Hermit
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Price: $4.95 USD. Words: 28,310. Language: English. Published: December 1, 2011. Category: Fiction » Poetry » Contemporary Poetry
Hope the Hermit An old man and I entered a village inn to take a simple luncheon, After lunch we stood in a hamlet lane, by a mossy well, talking, He had strolled for fifteen or twenty miles, a hard walk, And would then leap over a stile with the activity of a boy, The white haired man would then run up to a wilding bush, Covered in beautiful pink blossoms he broke off a branch, Then
A rainy Day
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Price: $4.95 USD. Words: 34,760. Language: English. Published: November 8, 2011. Category: Fiction » Poetry » Contemporary Poetry
Heavy winds ripped around the Thatch on the roof, leaving gaps, Some glass in the windows began to rattle, the storm has arrived, Doors rattled so loud it was like a madman at the door, banging, Leaves around the garden, blowing paper bags into the troubled air,
Spring, hitches up her stockings.
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Price: $4.95 USD. Words: 34,760. Language: English. Published: September 17, 2011. Category: Fiction » Poetry » Contemporary Poetry
This book is about beauty and nature. It has been widely acclaimed as one of the best books this decade. This will make you laugh, cry, sad, happy. Learn about the seasons of two hundred years ago. Read about London in the early 1900's. Also learn some social history.
Classical Poetry
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Price: $4.95 USD. Words: 28,310. Language: English. Published: September 6, 2011. Category: Fiction » Poetry » U.K. Poetry
Beatiful poems about times past.
Classics
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Price: $4.95 USD. Words: 53,720. Language: English. Published: August 21, 2011. Category: Fiction » Poetry » U.K. Poetry
History and Beauty London 1850's It is a Sunday morning in spring, and in Bethnal-green, Between the church and the railway towards Whitechapel, There are beautiful gardens thrown open to all, And at their gates there are plants and flower-roots for sale.

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