Real Poems

Words really matter. Blavatsky said 'the universe is never again the same for every word spoken!'. Reading and writing poems and poetry helps me concentrate on words, thoughts, feelings. My first son, Andrew, has Down's Syndrome and he allows me to see the world differently and that's a great source of inspiration - as are my sons Angus, Adam and wife Amelie...........words, poems, feelings ...........Love - of course!!!

Thursday, 25 September 2014

Grey skies

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but, look, a turn of cloud for sunshine winking – to submit a whole new word today; vibrant, iridescent, unstoppab...
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Friday, 5 September 2014

Singing

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South West England, Summertime. The base and 6-string are playing brightly one Monday afternoon under a soft w...
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Saturday, 16 August 2014

So Push

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One o’ clock, North Yorkshire and we cycle hard - cogs chuckling into spurs and chains on-and-around sprockets oblivious to tops-o...
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Thursday, 17 July 2014

Health

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Empty now, my breakfast bowl somberly thinking (‘What is Next?’) of blue, green, yellow powder pills and a brew ...
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Monday, 7 July 2014

The Day After

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Twenty four hours divided into minutes, seconds (even smaller) moments but, looking back, only by story, metaphor, simile ...
Thursday, 26 June 2014

Three Spitfires

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I And it wasn’t the moving of curtains like breathing or the clicking of buildings settling down for the night b...
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Saturday, 14 June 2014

Oh Emily,

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because the train had stopped for God, it also stopped my breath – the carriage held the two of us - my fractal soul – and De...
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