I hear such sad stories in my daily life that I was moved to write this. It’s about all those boys out there who are neglected by men who can’t seem to find the time to get involved. I’m so lucky that I have a Dad who got involved when I was young; who did […]Read more "Boys They’ll Stay – a poem"
Yesterday was the 10th anniversary of the day I met my wife. These have been the best ten years of my life and I wanted to mark the occasion with a few words. Bury my face in golden hair Feel her arms encircle me Be removed from chill of air My soul cleansed; made all […]Read more "For Serena – a poem"
This poem was inspired by Mike Nelson’s ‘The Asset Strippers’ installation at the Tate Britain, (some pictures of which I have included below), some glass buildings on the South Bank of the Thames by Vauxhall Bridge, and the general state of things around us. Slide Great, great grandad hopelessly alone Smashing up seeds with bits […]Read more "Slide – a poem about despair"
I passed a house the other day and the inside of the front window was covered with flies; hundreds of them. The place looked like it had been abandoned and yet there were so many flies that I wondered where they had come from. I didn’t know the street and I walked on without doing […]Read more "The Scene Within – a poem"
I wanted to do something to mark the life of Peggy Lipton who sadly passed away last week. I don’t know much about the lady herself, but I thought she brought so much love and warmth to the character of Norma Jennings in Twin Peaks that I thought I could approach it that way. This […]Read more "The Ovens are Cold – a poem"
Hey everyone, As you may or may not know, back in January I completed my ‘What the Haiku’ challenge of doing a Twin Peaks related haiku every day for a year and putting them on YouTube. Well, I’ve brought them out of the notes section of my phone (in case I sit in a paddling pool with […]Read more "What the Haiku! – The Complete Collection"
This one came to me today. I did another word association, stream of consciousness thing, making a list of words. I then used the words as the beginning of each line to tell a story. I started out with intentions of this being a lot more positive than the last one. However, it went somewhere […]Read more "Grass Between the Floorboards – a poem"