Clawing our Way Down and Up

Crabshufflesover shell,slides backwardinto sandlike sun behind starand light falls,pinkgrows paler,sandbecomes sponge. I wonderif the spongeof this shellholds an echoof all I no longer hear,a sound waveshufflingbehind the lightof my ear,a reverberationfrom outer space,not my space,to settlein the place of the shellof this shorelike the kissfrom your lipsI feelpressing into mine,still. I shufflebackwards,lean into all that […]

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There are limits to what we can hold on to

We pick things, pull things,up from under, roots, weeds,things we dropped, things to distract,flowers to fill the spaces since vacated.We pick things, pull things. We keep things, store things,in boxes, under beds, in sheds,under sheets; your stool of supportwhere you watched us, running; out, off, gone.We keep things, store things things we didn’t know, thenhow […]

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STICKLEBACK XX – NOW AVAILABLE

I am leaping over the moon with excitement to say that my Stickleback micro poetry collection, published by The Hedgehog Poetry Press, is now available to buy here in the book shop, link below… This micro collection consists of 5 poems inspired by 5 paintings seen in 5 galleries with 5 different boys and considers […]

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ONE NIGHT IN CHELTENHAM

Last Friday, 8th Jan, I was honoured to be invited by Cheltenham Poetry Festival to be their featured poet at their online zoom reading along with the excellent and incandescent Catrice Greer, a mind-blowingly amazing collection of poets who took part in the open mic and the best smiley-faced and supportive audience you could ever […]

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EVERYTHING COMES AND GOES

Everything comes and goesyou can’t court without a spark / but nothing lasts as longas that first light / the first night / already fading / and the morningfinds us fumbling / trying to get through / to get onto something shinier / something newer / to something newer Everything comes and goeslike the lines […]

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