Today’s poem arose from a writing exercise.I took a blank piece of paper and wrote whatever…
Paul Tobin
THE INTENSITY OF THIS FAREWELL
I was in Teignmouth the other Saturday sitting on the Back Beach soaking up the sun…
THE SUNDAY SINGER OILS HER VOICE
A small poem for starters: the sunday singer oils her voice all of saturday after midnight…
CALM CENTRE OF THE STORM
A couple of little poems about Torquay, the place I live. Well, they are more…
TROPICAL PRESSURE 2019
Last weekend I was at the Tropical Pressure Festival and what a fab festival it was!I ran…
LIFE CONTINUES MECHANICALLY
This poem has long troubled me. The final line of the last version [which you…
THERE IS NO POETRY ON THE NUMBER 16
Back in 2012 I wrote a poem about a friend of mine daydreaming on a bus,…
THE RAZOR BEAK
I was on Preston Beach the other night watching the sky and the waves. The gull…
HIS DREAMS EARTHBOUND
May you have a wondrous Summer Solstice. Here’s a poem I wrote some time ago. I thought…
LOW SKY, LAZY WIND
A simple poem to start. The Family Plot low sky lazy wind February 10 o’clock Tuesday…
WHEN THE SEA RETURNED
I wrote this poem quite quickly, like the last post, it came from a collection of…
DOUBLED SHADOW
Another work in progress. I am not sure how this poem arrived. I was opening books at…
AN ABSTRACTED MAN
As I have said before, sometimes you have to remove the line in a poem you…
A LETTERBOX IN THE EARTH
I have mixed feelings about musicals, there are some I really like [Guys & Dolls for…
ARM’S LENGTH
A short, new poem to begin. It concerns the removal of a clock from the side…
ONE OF LIFE’S SPECIAL DAYS
I described this poem in it’s original draft as a moment of satori, which it is. However,…
PRIVATE DRAMAS
I cannot remember where I took this photograph, or if it is the chair, the head…
A CALM MOON
Last Saturday I was staying with friends in Lancaster. I awoke in the middle of the…
ENTROPY WRIT LARGE
The Brownshill Dolmen allegedly has the largest cap stone in Europe. It is very impressive, especially…
FEATHERS FALL
As usual the photographs bear no connection to the poem.This time a revised poem. You can…
WEIRD EXHIBITIONS THAT DON’T EXIST
Two recent found poems this post. Actually they are not strictly found poems as I have…
BLACK TEA
I must be thirsty, all the titles refer to tea lately.A revised poem again this post.You…
MAKE A CUP OF TEA
A revised poem courtesy of Paul Mortimer. Some of you may be aware that Paul is…
SPACES OUR LIVES ONCE OCCUPIED
Another revised poem today, once more thanks to the Secret Poets.This is the third revision, you…
LIVING BY THE WATER
So much for my claim last post that I was going to put the poem away…