Rosy Cole

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Rosy Cole was born and educated in the Shires of England. Her writing career started in her teens. Four apprentice works eventually led to publication of two novels. Life intervened, but she returned to authorship in 2004. She has worked as a Press Officer and Publisher's Reader. Among widespread interests, she lists history, opera, musicals, jazz, the arts, drawing and painting, gemmology, homoeopathy and alternative therapies. Theology also is an abiding interest. As a singer, she's performed alongside many renowned musicians and has run a music agency which specialised in themed 'words-and-music' programmes, bringing her two greatest passions together. Rosy's first book of poetry, THE TWAIN, Poems of Earth and Ether, was published in April 2012, National Poetry Month, and two other collections are in preparation. As well as the First and Second Books in the Berkeley Series, she has written several other historical titles and one of literary fiction. She is currently working on the Third Book in the Berkeley Series. All her books are now published under the New Eve imprint. Rosy lives in West Sussex with her son, Chris, and her Labrador cross, Poppy, who keeps a firm paw on the work-and-walkies schedule!

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LITERARY FICTION (1)

 

New Eve Publishing (story overview)

First edition published, London, 1980

ISBN 9780955687747 (discounted)

 

Excerpt

Snow fell unexpectedly in my hopeful seventh spring. It made shadows of the bare boughs. It sent shivers down the spindly spine of young birch. It found out the eroded pointing in the brickwork. With a gentle insistence it gathered along the window-ledges, made portholes of the panes and silenced the astonished birds. Flake by flake, it settled upon the lawns Simms had already mown twice that season, and obliterated the paths as though it meant business. Soon it had created a ghostly monochrome world. A child’s world.

No one guessed it was coming. The weather forecast had been promising. It came without warning, this taste of winter in May; a thief in the night...

...It was as we were stamping our boots, about to file in, that a resounding thud drew our attention. A young blackbird had collided with the window and lay, a tumbled heap of feathers, on the path. I darted to his rescue, but it was too late! He fixed me meekly with his beady eye and lapsed, quivering, into stillness. I stretched out a finger and stroked his soft wings. He was as warm as my own flesh and blood, poor scrap, so deceived by the reflected universe. I couldn’t take it in. I fell on my knees and moaned and rocked to and fro and refused to be comforted. How could I bear such passive obedience to order? 

That night, I had a nightmare about the hole in the garden and how it could be made good before Simms found out. I awoke, sobbing, to the recollection of yesterday and that precocious silence about which I could never speak.

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HISTORICAL TITLES

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New Eve Publishing  (story overview) 

ISBN 9780955687778 (discounted)

 

When the Earl of Berkeley narrowly escapes death in a duel at Arundel Castle, he realises the outcome is not what his opponent intended. His wife has been compromised by a deadly foe, Prince Ernest, Duke of Cumberland, brother of the Prince of Wales.

After a long spell of seclusion, the Countess is launched upon the beau monde. The couple strive to subdue gossip caused by the failure of the 1799 Pedigree Trial to recognise their first marriage. A careful strategy must be adopted to ensure their eldest son succeeds to his father's honours.The blood of kings and tradesmen runs in Fitz's veins and he struggles with a conflicted identity. In many minds, his courtesy title, Lord Dursley, is far from fixed, whilst his reputation for philandering is every bit as robust as Lord Berkeley's. Equally at home in Green Room, boudoir or barn, his proudest conquest is The Fair Greek from Smyrna, bewitching wife of the English Consul in Egypt.

Dursley's beautiful and tiresome Mama dare not put a foot wrong. The Prince of Wales is courting her favours and her watchful spouse well understands that safeguarding her virtue may exact penalties as surely as risking her good name.

Among other intrigues, Lady Berkeley finds herself caught up in the Delicate Investigation of Princess Caroline, banished wife of the throne's heir. A scandal involving risqué conduct and an adopted child brings the Princess into disrepute, a scenario exploited by her husband who wishes to divorce her. One of his chief spies, Lady Charlotte Douglas, grew up in Gloucester and is familiar with Mary Cole's past. She tells how a distinguished barrister once enjoyed a liaison with the Countess at a time she vows she was married.

The Earl's demise after a tragic accident means his widow must confront the House of Lords Committee of Privileges alone. Witnesses are summoned from every stratum of society and her history taken apart. Rogues emerge to stake a claim upon the Berkeley fortunes and romantics to set the record straight. The aristocracy closes ranks. Royal promises are broken and allies melt away as the lengthy hearing wends its sensational course before Cumberland inflicts the coup de grâce.

It seems the only emblem of true loyalty is a Jacobite white rose.

 

 

New Eve Publishing Reprint 2013 (Series overview)

ISBN 978-0-9556877-1-6 (discounted)

Epub (iBookstore)

 

 

 

Often she had watched them in the fickle days of spring, skipping about the lush meadows of Gloucester, exulting in the gift of life. Steadily they grew fat and independent of the placid ewes, unaware of the shadow of the butcher's blade, or that they were destined for some rich man's table.

That was long ago, when Mary was a slip of a thing and Pa kept The Swan Tavern at Barnwood and grazed livestock there. He used to send his meat into the city of Gloucester and numbered among his customers many of the great houses of the Vale. They were well-known, the Coles. Folk grumbled about their airs and graces, but William Cole was a respected tradesman who never sold anyone short. He was proud of his three lovely daughters, of whom Mary was the youngest, and had high hopes of his fourth child, his namesake, Billy, despite the shameless way the women of the household mollycoddled him. His wife, too, was a comely body who earned pin money by nursing sick and newborn infants and saw no contradiction in this humble occupation and that state to which she aspired. "For," observed she, "high birth or lowly, tis nought but an accident. Nobility of character is what signifies." Mary possessed a natural reserve and took this dictum to heart, but her sisters were wanton and Cole was relieved when his eldest, Ann, took up with Will Farren, a likely fellow in the same trade as himself, and went to live in Butchers Row, Westgate, in wedded safekeeping.

Life was simple then. The sun always seemed to be shining. Mary delighted in picking nosegays of sweet peas and lavender from her father's garden and went capering off to school with them, adding poppies and buttercups and Queen Anne's lace along the bridle way.

But in the year 1783, when Farmer George was King and Mary was full-grown, the recent death of old Cole marked a dramatic change in the family's fortune....

 

Excellent review of History both family and English

'This book is wonderfully done. These are my ancestors. Her research is remarkable.'

Jean Batton

Other Reviews

 

New Eve Publishing (story overview)

Original edition published, London, 1984

ISBN 9780955687754 (discounted)

 

 

New Eve Publishing Reprint 2016 (story overview)

ISBN 9781847993540 (discounted)

 

 

New Eve Publishing (Further samples and overview)

ISBN 9780955687761 (discounted)

 

Barbara Froman, Musician and Author of Shadows and Ghosts

 


'Abounds with delights and insights.'

Stephen Evans, Playwright and Author of The Marriage of True Minds

 

'I can open a page of this book and read one sentence... It sustains. It feeds. It is delicious poetry.'

Mary Wilkinson, Writer and Broadcaster

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CHILDREN'S

 

New Eve Publishing 2011 (sample page and overview)

ISBN 9781479341696

A children's play about Mary Jones, a Welsh girl of Georgian times who saved for six long years and walked 25 miles barefoot to obtain a rare copy of the Bible in Welsh. Her amazing story saw the British & Foreign Bible Society launched in 1804. This edition launched to celebrate the 400th anniversary of the King James Bible.

This is a one-act/4 scenes play for 8-11 years and has been successfully performed in the UK and New Zealand. It runs for approximately 30 minutes and is especially designed as a children's presentation within an act of worship.

The play can also be read as a story.

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Narrator (1)

It was autumn of the year 1792. Across the Channel, Revolution was rife and King Louis XVI had only months to live. In Britain, John Wesley was at rest in his grave after a lifetime of service to his Lord. His zeal for the gospel had fired all parts of the country and had helped to stem a crisis of the kind in France. Everywhere, chapels were springing up. The Methodist mission hall in the village of Llanfihangel in North Wales was well-attended and one of its most enthusiastic worshippers was a young girl of eight. Her name was Mary and she was the daughter of Jacob Jones, an ailing cottage weaver, and his wife, Molly, who made ends meet with a patch of land and their loom and spinning wheel. Mary loved nothing better than to sing the Lord's praise and to listen to the spellbinding tales of olden times from the Bible.

One evening, after a bright and blustery day, when folk had deserted the market in Abergynolwyn and gone home to supper...

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Hero

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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 'For my yoke is easy and my burden light.' Matt. 11:30

 

 

The air is fanned with feather fronds

The ground is strewn with boughs

A makeshift carpet tells the way

And straightened path avows

 

I go sure-footed as a goat

Upon the mountain heights

My precious cargo is a Lamb

Prepared for sacrifice

 

I know I am a stubborn beast

A lissom colt untrained

My pilgrim rides as we are one

My back is never strained

 

The sun beats down, my tongue is parched

A mirage slakes the eye

To go the second mile with Him

The mirage does not lie

 

The cry of jubilation swells

The crowds love a parade

Their conquering hero comes to free

Those mighty Rome enslaved

 

And is this whom my forebears shared

Their stable crude and stark

When heav'n bowed down to gather earth

And wheat-gold light quelled dark?

 

He goes towards his destiny

Where brutal malice stings

And history will ever tell

I bore the King of Kings!

 

 

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From THE TWAIN, Poems of Earth and Ether

 

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© Rosy Cole 2009 - 2016

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Anonymous
Beautiful poem, Rosy. Beautiful thought. -- Charlie
Thursday, 24 March 2016 01:38
Rosy Cole
Thank you, Charlie. I wish you a joyful Easter!
Saturday, 26 March 2016 17:24
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Between Caesar And The Saint

 

 

 

 

Between the Ides of March and St Patrick's Day

the fracture split wide open

and all the glistening golden moments

tumbled helter-skelter into the ravine

split rock, split stream, spume

of shimmering rainbows

blessing the precarious flora

and the startled roosting birds

who took immediate flight

to seek sequestered ledges

where they might rear their young,

unruffled, and scan the gilded rocks

at sunset in grief and gladness

 

 

From realms of Icarus the cascade fell

chuckling into the fathomless embrace

of blue oceans, knowing the ebb and run

of tides in the magnetic undertow

a revelation of sun-splashed waves by day

and moons angling for treasure by dark

 

 

 

 

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© Rosy Cole 2016

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The Feminine Principle

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For true love is inexhaustible; the more you give, the more you have, and if you go to draw at the true fountainhead, the more water you draw, the more abundant is its flow.
Antoine de Saint-Exupéry
 
 
boundary breaker
ocean bites into the shore
like Eve the apple
cataclysm of ice-caps
old salt solution
 
rivers swell, banks break
tides roll and sweep, seethe and creep
deluging fissures
searching blind and blighted creeks
for enfranchisement
 
water sinuous
as serpent mythology
suggests oases
silently the silvered planes
mirror glass ceilings
 
virtual pome of
hardbitten technology
where's the salvation
in knowledge, remote control
of what was Eden?
 
winter follows Fall
frost exploits cracks in earth's crust
sun shifts latitude
earth and water, air and fire
reconfigure strife
 
civilisation
pales to liquidated text
rules of engagement
anticipate bottom lines
the Garden a maze
 
no visionary
stake in well-earned real estate
yielding fruit past the
sum of integral parts, still,
New Eve, New Adam
 

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