A Pessimist is Never Disappointed – Most of the Time


“It’s about time you stopped bloody smoking,” the wife said,
“If you carry on a nicotine slave you’re going to end up dead.”
Even my daughter gets in on the act,
Asking, “is it true Daddy that your lungs are completely black?”
Trying to quit is something I’ve dreaded,
You see I’ve been smoking since I was young, on benches and under hedges.
And I’ve tried before, but only half-heartedly, to quit.
But just like my tries at dieting, I find it very hard to commit.

Mind you it’s not just smoking that can kill you these days,
Even life’s little pleasures can get you in a myriad ways.
You could go out for a quiet walk and find yourself run over,
You could go out for a quiet drive and plummet off a flyover.
Enjoy a few pints, get cirrhosis of the liver,
Feed the ducks, fall and drown in the river.
Sit out on a sunny day, cancerous melanoma,
Sit out on a starry night, surprise, pneumonia.

Life is just stuffed with bitter irony,
I mean look how some famous people died.
Killed doing what they thought safe or by their own inventions,
Marie Curie was poisoned by her own radiation.
Sid James dropped down dead while on stage,
Trotsky was murdered for what he put on the printed page.
James Hesselden segway guru, drove one off a cliff,
Jim Fixx invented jogging, had a heart attack while doing it.

Did you know you can even die straining for a shit?
So I think I’ll carry on smoking for a bit.

Diverse Verse 2 sells out again at Southcart Books


It seems I just can’t print copies of Diverse Verse 2 fast enough because as soon as I get them to Southcart Books they’re sold out and I have to order some more. I shouldn’t complain though as that’s more money plus what will be made this month in digital sales that can be donated to Cancer Research UK.

Part of this success story is due to Southcart itself, this is a shop that supports local authors, writers, musicians, photograhers and more. They have a local author table and shelves full of great works by talented folk from Walsall and beyond plus they hold a regular open mic. ( Last Saturday of the month but the next one’s on the 1st July.)

If you’re a local author, poet etc with a book or CD out then you can’t go wrong getting in touch with Scott and Amy who run the shop (southcart@outlook.com) and see what they can do for you. Even better why not pop along with your books to the next open mic and give everyone a taste of your work. You’ll be glad you did.

Hung


Hanging
spent
lifeless.

Hempen noose in a
tight knot binds
the unnatural blossom
to the old oak.

A foot twitches.

The lynch mob hold their breath.

Remember

Image


Creative Waste


Withered post-it notes pock mark any available space
Cryptic messages with no Rosetta stone,
Once as bright as daffodils
Now the colour of old weeds.
Here’s where ideas come to die
Headstone’s of dreams
Slowly buried under neglect and forgetfulness.
Their spark slowly worn away
Soon forgotten
Left to fade to obscurity.

Voices From the Shadows and Brum Radio


If I was hoping for a rest after launching Diverse Verse 2 then it wasn’t to be but it was all for good causes.

Tomorrow I’m hosting Voices From the Shadows at Southcart Books in Walsall, here’s the details.

Voices from the Shadows is an afternoon at Southcart Books celebrating Walsall artist and poet Neth Brown.

Come and join us for a look at Neth’s art and a recital of her poetry.

We will also be hosting an open mic for poets and performers, so if you want to come and add your voice to the event please let us know in the comments section below.

Plus…

Available for sale on the day will be signed prints of Neth’s work.

And because there’s no rest for the wicked today I was at Brum Radio recording a poetry podcast for release later this month with local storyteller Gav Young and poet Christina Thatcher.

It was hot in the studio but we all had a great time, thanks to Gav for the invite, Christina for sharing her lovely moving poems and Brum Radio for hosting. Now I’m off to the pub to relax before tomorrow.

M6 Motorway Blues


The cars seem to be made of lead
Petrol tank’s gummed up with treacle.
The motorway’s smeared in super glue,
Like fly paper it catches people.

The vans look like bloated slugs,
The lorries seem to be oversize snails.
Straining so slowly forward,
Hands glued to horns, to no avail.

The M6 is stuck like a scratched dvd on pause,
While we turn the air blue and vegetate.
We’re fossilising on the motorway,
Trapped helplessly at Junction Eight.

Diverse Verse 2 is launched and ready to buy.


I open the event with a reading of one of my poems in the book.

Yesterday the poetry book I’ve compiled for charity “Diverse Verse 2” was launched at Southcart Books in Walsall, and I’m pleased to say the event was a roaring success.

20 poets including myself turned up to read and with the audience that came to support the launch and enjoy the great poems at times it was hard to move. The book’s sales will support Cancer Research UK and yesterday we raised £115 and sold every single copy I’d had printed.

Here’s some photos from the event and after them I’ll let you know where the book can be bought from.

Paul Elwell reads his poem “When I Was.”

Carole Howard reads “Lesson from a Tree.”

Rick Sanders with impeccable comic timing reads us poems on snooker and Goldilocks.

Rick Sanders also wrote a review of the event on his blog which you can read by clicking this link.

Ian Henery reads to us about Walsall in the Civil War

Nina Lewis reads “Tidal mark.”

Al Lane tells us of the horrors of the morning after the work Christmas party.

Interestingly I first came across Al’s work online, click this link to go read his blog.

Scarlett Ward reads “Wordless”

Janet Jenkins reads “Umbrella Time”

Samatee tell us about the very last Dodo

Of course there were more readers and plenty more photos all available on Southcart Books page here.

These poems come courtesy of Elaine Christie and Scott Carter

Speaking of Southcart Books I will be having some more copies printed soon and delivered to the shop, keep an eye on their Facebook page if you are local and want to reserve one. Price will be £8.

Or if you can’t make it to the shop copies are now available to buy online, click this link here to take you to Lulu Publishing.

I’d just like to say a massive thank you to everyone who supported this book, all who sent in poems, Southcart Books for allowing me to use their open mic as a launch, everyone who read or came to listen at the launch and everyone who shared the book’s details via social media and more. Now to get working on my next book and who knows maybe Diverse Verse 3 soon?

Diverse Verse 2 cover reveal


So Diverse Verse 2 the poetry collection for charity I’ve been working on is now out and available to buy.

It will firstly be available at Southcart Books from today onwards towards the official launch this Saturday,then online for everyone who can’t make it to the shop.

Pictures taken by Scott Carter.

Thin Ice


“Be careful where you tread,” she said,
“Steer clear of the thin ice.
“Make your steps light, ” she begged,
“So you make it safely to my side tonight.”

So I set out so very cautiously,
But it was terribly cold night.
I forgot to step carefully,
Then I trod on the thin ice.

The freezing water tightly seized me,
I was helpless in its icy grip.
Down I was dragged as my
Last breath from my lungs was ripped.

As I floundered I felt my body stiffen,
My heart slowed then began to freeze.
Trapped in the watery prison,
My life ebbed away from me.

So now I float stuck between life and death,
Blue lips stuck in a silent scream.
Black fingernails scrape the ice
Frost crystals crack in my bloodstream.

And if through the ice I see you pass by,
I’ll bring you back to me tonight.
The last thing you’ll feel are my fingers grasping you,
Then pulling you to me through the thin ice.

Another poem inspired by the current run of Dr Who, here’s a link to my other who poems
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The Girl with a Star in her Eye