At the writing classes I used to go to we did a combination exercise – we had to write about how we viewed our selves as writers starting with I believe. I found out some very interesting stuff about myself during this excercise and it was part of the realisation that I really want to […]
Seagulls Soaring, roosting, perching Above, in, on Hospital peaks City stretching Inside Self Fully contained But the seagulls Show hills Disappearing mist Blankets – clouds Blue sky peeps Monolith old Religious relic Dominates domiciles – weak Hills wrap landscape Steel giants March endless Communication Gulls wings black – white Strip Eyes look Me – glass […]
Enunciating soundbites For nihilistic consumption By media masses Leads too Stressed out starlets with Brains bashed forward As they Sing down Depressive destruction Of their time
Unfortunately we only caught an hour or so of the final night party Poetry Riot of the Cheltenham Poetry Festival – but what an hour with Trevor Meaney (yes not good photos but light levels were really low by this point as was my energy!): And the sadly hilarious Clayton Blizzard with his whispered poetry […]
We collect sticks We are refugees We walk miles to make charchole We are employed to carry heavy sacks We are hungry and care not what’s legal We need fuel ourselves We are hoping to feed our children We are stopped We fear We are pushed to the ground We know what comes next We […]
A raw WoPo poem: A gem, telling of treasures forgotten A life of adventure and struggles Gilded in dust of seasons past Memories caress, loves and hates Delicious swirl Darkening to a none existant mist A fading time in mouldering draps Cobwebs obscure the light
A raw WoPo poem: A whole, a sphere, a loop and circle Harmonic resonance of self Contained an existence Eternity within Nothing and evrything
A raw WoPo poem: Universal glow of mind Bathing the heart Long lasting The ebb and flow A lick of energy for the soul Over flowing The vitality of existence
A raw WoPo poem: The whimsy of you Locked with this memory A taste of a time gone by Mulling around my tongue An opportunity An Us That slipped away Just as friends You were gentle
A raw WoPo poem: Interactions swirl Cogs in the machine Spin them too fast And some reverse Intricate predictions Doomed by a chaotic dance