Poetry 2017


Check out this great poetry blog from a man it seems I have inspired to pick up the pen. I know you’re going to enjoy his work.

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Having fallen back in love with poetry, I’m really excited that I’ve rediscovered the desire to try and write it! I owe a lot of this fervor to being incredibly inspired by the excellent poetry of the hugely talented Richard Archer, whom I’m delighted to be acquainted with. I’ve particularly enjoyed his fantastic book, Poems On The Bus and I heartily recommend it’s purchase!

My prolific days of writing poetry were nearly twenty five years ago! Sadly, none of the material I wrote exists anymore and there certainly wasn’t any of it published in any format. I shall not make that mistake again!

I find writing poems to be an incredibly fulfilling creative release and it’s an interesting distraction away from my current story writing, which are predominantly dark fiction and horror based. I enjoy the brief moments of writing poetry and the varied locations I journey to. The…

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The Girl with the Green Hair


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There’s a girl sitting on the bus
With perfect bright green hair.
It glistens like a lime in Bacardi
I’m trying hard not to stare.

Her green hair sways from side to side,
Like palm leaves in a gentle tropical wind.
As she slowly shakes her head,
To a secret tune she’s softly humming.

She’s only just got on this bus,
But I think I’m falling for her.
It’s like I’ve been hypnotised,
By her mesmerising green hair.

Sadly all too soon here comes my stop,
Off the bus I have to depart.
While unknowingly the girl with the green hair,
Pulls away and shatters my heart.

Fighting Cancer with Poetry


Last Saturday I was proud to appear at the Cancer Support Centre in Sutton Coldfield as part of their open day to raise funds for their worthwhile work.

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Me and fellow poet LaGriff

We weren’t the only supporters of the charity, we were joined by scouts, guides, cubs, writers and singers to entertain the guests. Here’s a video of myself and Bryan in action.

Why not get involved yourself and support your local charity?

Video and photo courtesy of Bryan and Sue Griffin.

Crash and Burn


pigeon

I came across a dead pigeon on
the pavement today.
As the indifferent traffic sped by
the wind bought its dead wings
to life in a bizarre sad half-life.

As I passed the pigeon it
seemed to turn its twisted neck
and fix its dead eyes on me.
As if to say this is what
happens if you try to fly.

Jigsaw


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I’ve lately become slightly obsessed
with the trousers
of Ringo Starr.

I’ve stared at them from all
angles, looking hard at their
colour and pattern.

But I’ve stared more at the
gaps where the tables
veneer shines through.

My fingers toy with small
complex shaped black
pieces of card.

While Ringo’s trousers
burn themselves into
my mind.

An image retained long
after the puzzle
is finished.

City Beat


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There is a secret heart
That nestles at the centre of the city.
Which with its rhythmical
Urban pulse and beat,
Reinforces all that it is

The beat triggers the cities arteries,
Its roads and pavements,
To surge into action.
Feet pound, tyres squeal,
Engines roar and voices rise.

The beat is the signal for change,
High-vis white blood cells respond.
The city is reduced to rubble
Only to reappear as the heart beats again.
Rising and falling before your eyes.

The beat calls to the city’s lifeblood,
Its myriad inhabitants.
This is a place where all are welcome,
A vibrant multicultural smorgasbord
No one is ever turned away.

All these parts of the city
Contribute to its rich DNA.
Uniquely powerful strands.
That when fused together
Create the complex world around you.

 

Dedicated to Birmingham UK , my second home.