I did a haiku the other day about Ronette walking over the bridge. I wanted to develop it a bit as her character doesn’t get much attention despite the trauma she endures. So, here’s what I came up with. You can see the video version here The Pulaski Girl Battered and broken Left to wander […]Read more "The Pulaski Girl – a haiku sequence"
Hi everyone, I’ve shared this news already with some, but I thought I would put out a wider post about the fantastic news I had a couple of weeks ago. As you have no doubt seen, I’ve gone poetry crazy this year, with daily haikus and longer pieces on the website, all to do with […]Read more "Poetry Win! Twin Peaks haiku project"
I wanted to do something based on the interrogation scene where Evil Coop is visited by Gordon, Tammy and Albert. It’s a scene that makes my skin crawl, brilliantly played by all concerned. Here are a few haikus about it. Sitting Behind Glass Sitting behind glass But he’s with you in the room The darkest […]Read more "Sitting Behind Glass – a haiku sequence"
Hi everyone, I’ve always been fascinated with Mike’s story; how he traded his arm for redemption and a chance to hunt down his former partner. I wanted to do a special haiku to mark getting to the 200th video I’ve done. Number 200 happens to coincide with my 6th wedding anniversary and I have much bigger […]Read more "Mike’s Story – a haiku sequence"
Hi there, I was moved to write a poem today; not about Twin Peaks this time but something more real. We all know the spectre of depression sometimes. We all go to dark places in our minds. Those halls are all too real; labyrinthine places from which sometimes it seems hard to believe we will ever […]Read more "Light Gathers Around a Low Place – a poem"
Hi there, I had another idea for a poem and I decided to go back to that Irish verse style called Ae Freislighe (ay fresh-lee) that I did a while ago. As I explained in that post, Ae Freislighe are highly regimented and have a complex arrangement of syllables and rhymes. It has stanzas of four […]Read more "Shelly’s Tale – a poem"
Just thought I’d experiment a little bit with another poetic form: the palindrome. It’s very hard to get it right and to make sure that the second half makes sense. Quite happy with this for a first attempt, though. Agony is freedom, And lodges fill spirits As darkness pulls light away, Longer no kindness can […]Read more "The Lodge Palindrome – a poem"