THE WATER CYCLE

I opened another of the stash of prompts I have from #iamallstories yesterday. It consisted of…

SOME LIVE THEIR WHOLE LIVES LIKE THIS

Some short poems that have been around for a while waiting. The first is about Brexit…

IN THE BELL TOWER

This time a poem about climbing [or failing to] a cathedral’s bell tower. It is sort…

NO BLADES RUSTED INTO SCABBARDS

A sombre poem this post. It came from the first line that popped into my head…

SCINTILLA

As you can see from the photograph, we have shadows cast into our sitting room, sometimes…

THE FIRST DAY WITHOUT SOCKS

I’ve not been writing anything new this week. Sometimes it goes like that. I always say…

SMALL PARCELS OF USE AND MEMORY

This poem arose from an idea about anxiety, it’s not like there isn’t enough to be…

GIFTS YOU VERRUCAS

Here’s a revised poem with thanks to the Secret Poets for their invaluable input. Discussing your poems with…

AS THE COFFEE GREW COLD

A poem about betrayal that popped into my head unbidden. I had been reading a novel…

HIDE and SEEK

If the lockdown has changed one aspect of my behaviour it is that I am meeting…

ONE LITTLE LIFE LESS

My cat Ellington died on Tuesday, he was a gentle soul. I know in this world at…

LIPPY WITH WINE

Another revised poem this post. Thanks again to the Secret Poets [and Zoom] for their invaluable…

NO JANE AUSTIN CHARACTER

A poem about social distancing, or as Billy Bragg was advocating the other evening, spatial distancing.…

BESPOKE WORDS

Another revised poem this post. Thanks to the Secret Poets via Zoom for their thoughts and…

THE DOOR DID NOT SHUT ITSELF

I have been revising more than writing this week. I believe that we have to experience…

AN HOUR OUT OF TIME

   Another poem about those special moments of insight this post.If you have not seen William…

I SWAM THROUGH REM

A poem about a dream that I did not dream.It arrived obliquely when I was thinking…

AS THE SUN FALLS

Thanks to the wonders of modern technology [Zoom] I was able to chat with the Secret…

TERRIBLE LIZARDS

These ferocious chaps are supposed to be Iguanodons. You can find them in Crystal Palace in…

WHAT WERE WE THINKING?

I  wrote this post’s poem in response to a prompt from #iamallstories, a creative project that…

THE GREAT OXIDATION EVENT

I  have been long distance writing with the Secret Poets. Annie supplied a photograph of a…

ISOLATION BECKONS

Two poems about our present predicament. The first concerns the Babacombe Cliff Railway, which is now…

MY LIFE IN LETTERS

Here’s a poem about dyslexia. my life in letters for me bs and ds were interchangeable…

MAGPIE AT THE WINDOW

This is a rewrite. You can read the last version here. Next to the surgery which…

ANOTHER SLICE OF THE CAKE

I  was talking with a poet this week who was telling me that he keeps his…