Kidnaping Santa Claus
Frost rich in the cold
another change in season
shifts acoss the lake
snow deep in pattered language
draped across early Christmas Morn
atomised in shackled light
Another year looking over the fences
callng out across the heavens
decoding the landscape in celberation
carving ice fillgres on the lake
reliving Christmas with a huge smile
...
Saturday 23rd December 2017 11:37 am
Sadie Davidson - council home and silent
Council House and Silent" is the raw and unsettling debut spoken word album from urban performance poet and poetry slam champion Sadie Davidson on Spoken Label.
Recorded at home in her airing cupboard after spending months in a hostel with her partner and two small children, "Council House and Silent" is a truthful, heartbreaking and highly provocative window in to life in Britain's underclass.
...
Thursday 16th November 2017 12:36 pm
From Friendship to Love (V)
Working in isolation
our love built itself up
from almost nothing
brushed against the end of winter
just before spring kissed the air
playing a secret with
everything we felt
throughout that summer
with laughter stealing
each other hearts
and then autumn
when a innocent picture
revealed more
than either of us expected
into a explosion of feelings
and now almost a year later
...
Saturday 23rd September 2017 9:54 pm
Scrumping Arundel
Tangling over tunnel walls
His call still rings over the gate
Next door to the castle
Clinching with rage
Across the chiffon like mist
Skating across the ground
Spiked with a half asleep stubble
With his braces barely on
Rubbing the essence of sleep
From his eyes in shock
‘Oi’ He shouted out
blanch white in shock
stumbling through the trees
skipping heartbeats
in a glib eyed s...
Sunday 6th August 2017 10:07 am
Sister in a box
Stood there on the left outside the kitchen
Crying out my eyes
While you were sat in a box
Our emotions carry across camera shots
From another lifetime ago.
Now we are both deep into our 40s
I am still stood there even now in amazement
Every-time I pass our first house
Remembering our mother
With that battered old camera
Swiping at the leaves on the footpath
In her broken slippers
...
Wednesday 12th July 2017 11:13 pm
From 1996 to 2017 (An emotional history off tragedies in Manchester looking at things from the outside)
In 1996 when the IRA blew up the Arndale
I was barely able to leave my house
After getting mugged the night before
Which left me with a major limp
For the next 18 months or so
And forced me to ring around friends
That I knew would normally be there
Praying they would be at home.
In 2007 I got led out of my works
Viva an underground tunnel
I hadn’t known about previously
After it w...
Thursday 1st June 2017 10:45 pm
Ghost Story IV Complete Story
http://ghoststoryiv.blogspot.co.uk/
My NaPoWriMo 30 day poetry story is now complete. Been getting some great feedback. Why not have a peek. A audio book version will soon follow.
Monday 1st May 2017 9:22 pm
6 x Short Poems wrote while watching the film 'The Sense of an ending')
(I)
Your eyes linger
In a pause
Before dissolving into black.
(II)
Taking some time out
Your diary misses day out
Almost like it has a mind of its own.
(III)
Not being familiar with Dylan Thomas’s work
You are happy drinking
Your own masterpieces.
(IV)
Counting shadows
Postcards carry feelings
Whether at the beginning
Of the end of the journey.
(V)
Closing circl...
Monday 24th April 2017 9:36 pm
Ghost Story IV (Part XXII)
( A more tender piece yesterday from Ghost Story IV - my poetic epic for #NaPoWriMo (Not lol)
The full story can be read here http://ghoststoryiv.blogspot.co.uk/)
Twenty-One
Michelle looked at Mandrake
With her faint shell drifting in and out
As the wind from the broken window
Slowly passed through her frame
‘You don’t scare me, Benjamin’
Carrying the echo of his nam...
Saturday 22nd April 2017 8:08 am
Dawn of the Election
Swaying in the wind on the lunchtime news
It is never the case of what is actually the truth
Or who is lying until their teeth melt
Or rip you off in ridiculous strokes
Who is trying to pass the biggest parcel around
In an epic pass the parcel game
Stretching out across cities
And playing with millions of lives,
Who will make you sleep better at night?
And who ...
Wednesday 19th April 2017 12:46 pm
Sweet Nothings (A Homage to Hugo Williams's poem of the same name)
(Day 8 of NaPoWriMo was a prompt suggesting we write a poem which relies on repetition. I did a homage the other day to Hugo Williams so todays poem came from that with his work from Billy’s Rain still fresh in my head)
Sweet Nothings
(Homage to Hugo Williams’s poem of the same name)
Picturing your expression
Every-time you run into my arms
It goes without saying
I love you more and mor...
Saturday 8th April 2017 9:36 pm
The Swan (After Mary Oliver)
Did you see the swan too drifting
Under the bridge next to Harvey’s Café
Just before Sunrise
Earlier on today
Fluting and sighing as the heavens
Began streaming red
Caked with yellow strips?
Did you hear the wind
Silhouetting half out of breath
Over the fading light
Before descending without a pause
As the Swan slipped into the crack
Pushed there by the sof...
Wednesday 5th April 2017 1:18 pm
Ghost Story IV (Napwrimo blog)
It begins..
http://ghoststoryiv.blogspot.co.uk/
Anybody else doing NaPwrimo this year? (A poem a day throughout April).
Here is my blog so far. I am going to do as a 30 poem story. 4th in a series.
Let me know your links if you are doing it and hope you like
Monday 3rd April 2017 9:01 pm
World Upside Down (a short tribute to John Lever, Band on the Wall, 1998)
Pushing and shoving on the dance floor
We must have looked a right sight
Ducking and diving next to the waves
Of distorted guitars and tribal like drums;
Our Hair blowing wild in the over ripe summer air
As we laughed at the singer
Stumbling at his words for a few seconds
Before carrying on, pushing each other
Up and down the dance-floor
Your hair was punked up, dye...
Friday 24th March 2017 1:26 pm
Duty
Looking at what you are going
Through now with your father
Emotions etch across my thoughts
How would I coped with his cancer
And whether I would have been able
To travel over there constantly like you
Or would I dare try to get your sister
To speak to him after 15 years.
I don’t know whether
I could be anywhere near
As forgiving as you have been
Constantly checking on him
After all ...
Friday 17th March 2017 12:28 pm
From Friendship to Love (IV)
And once things have transited
From friendship to love
It is never the case
That things will never
Be the same again
Or you’ll never be able
To do any of the things
That first drew us together
Whether texting each other
At six in the morning
Or sat there lost in thought
Each other words at literature nights
Even after the other one
Has read and has been asking you
What did you t...
Sunday 26th February 2017 4:35 pm
From Friendship to Love (III)
Breathing different rules
Into old laws
Of course love differs
When it’s between friends
Tasting different
Than new lovers
Drawn together
Through whatever events
Crafting emotions
So the strings bond
Into a different
Kind of song
Changing gears
Like a car going into
Third gear immediately
Instead of a steady first
And making a relationship
Feel like years
Instead of just
...
Friday 10th February 2017 12:44 pm
From Friendship to Love (II)
Rewriting boundaries
The transition from friendship to love
Is laced with clues
Neither of the parties could see
But oblivious to everybody else
Dancing around feeling
Like skating on frozen lakes
Until they start
To crack like tension
And feelings became rescues
Whether at 6 in the morning
On the way to work
At a frozen train station
Or well past midnight
Staring out of the wi...
Monday 30th January 2017 12:46 pm
From Friendship to Love
The deepest love does not rest
In just lips or eyes
Or kisses or caress
Carried in gentleness
Across the wind,
But rather an emotion
That hangs on your thoughts
Whether across meadows
Bathed in frozen dew
Or listening to raindrops
Developing slowly over time
Like a detective novel
Opening up in soft layers
Until the meaning stares you
Straight in the face
Across borrowed harbo...
Thursday 12th January 2017 1:30 pm
Spoken Label seeking new writers for podcasts
A few of you know (but not everybody i know) as a side line to writing, i also run a spoken word podcast series called Spoken Label which concluded it's first season back in December 2016.
Now after a short break for Christmas, I am now getting prepared for Season 2 which will launch in either Feb or Mar.
Anybody who fancies doing a podcast - have a listen to the archive here
https://spok...
Sunday 1st January 2017 12:05 pm
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