Category Archives: Poetry

Then/Now

I’m finding it really hard having to cope with my stupid body being really beaten up by a couple of days in London. For a few weeks now I have been able to spend time with a lot of friends … Continue reading

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Coda

Man from a small town pounding on the paving till it sounds like home again. Look up, the buildings stretch relentless: rainbows, dollar signs and sunscreen make a human popsicle. We used to talk to gods whose calls we now … Continue reading

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On Knowing When And Not When

Had to make a judgement call about what my body can and can’t handle this morning and, sadly, decided it’s not capable of achieving what I’d have liked to achieve today. My plan was to have been in Dorchester for … Continue reading

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The Life Grammatic*

Something glaringly obvious about me has demanded I recognise it properly again – the process of writing is extraordinarily important to me when it comes to understanding who I am and what sort of relationship I have with my world.  … Continue reading

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Everybody Poops

Gotta love April. It’s raining. It’s sunny. It’s Brexit. It’s not Brexit for a while longer. It’s spring. It’s winter. It’s all things to all men and I’m a man for all seasons. Other genders are available. On the eleventh … Continue reading

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And Heaven In A Wild Flower

I’ve had myself a nice weekend, how was yours? This is rhetorical but you could tell me if you like. Unless something really traumatic and awful happened, in which case don’t write a comment and let the whole world know, … Continue reading

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Ouch And Ow

Physio, oh physio, oh have you done physio? Physio the bronchia killer! If there is a piece of me that doesn’t hurt it is because it has fallen asleep from exhaustion and will let me know quite how much it … Continue reading

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