Category: poetry

  • You and Me Song

    You and Me Song

    I have to admit there was an ulterior motive, making the 600 miles or so round trip with my husband (very graciously) doing all the driving. It was all about walking into a place I’d only seen in pictures and never visited. It was also having to make myself known to people that had only […]

  • Old Friends

    Old Friends

    Friday night was a revelation. Firstly, I met Imtiaz Dharker. The Universe opened a door to a place I did not know existed, and in she walked. The sonnet she wrote about her husband, after his passing, is possibly one of the most perfect pieces of poetry I have ever heard. It was also the […]

  • And Dream of Sheep

    And Dream of Sheep

    Today was a very good day for the removal of useless politicians. Tonight, I shared a poem about being afraid with a group of people I don’t really know at all. In the end, there was very little to fear. It all went very well. Tomorrow, it’s Day One of Kendal. May that be as […]

  • Yesterday’s Men

    Yesterday’s Men

    Almost Friday. Probably ought to sort out some guerilla marketing…

  • Fame

    Fame

    Blew my streak yesterday. I’ll get over it. Dealing with trauma and nerves pre-Kendal however? Not *quite* so simple…

  • A new Day at Midnight

    A new Day at Midnight

    It occurred to me yesterday, in the midst of exercise at the Gym, that my life is beginning to make more sense. Personally, despite the occasional falling down into holes and literally injuring myself that takes place, everything is working out very well. It allows me an opportunity to turn focus onto the professional portion […]

  • Believe Me Now

    Believe Me Now

    Where has the week gone? I know the answer to this, it is all in planning and recovery from this ankle injury. We are getting there, slowly but surely. It would be helpful, if in future, the attempts at self sabotage could be kept to a minimum. A lot is in the pipeline for next […]

  • Hard Rain

    Hard Rain

    I could do an update, but honestly, you don’t want to see it. I’m not proud of myself, either. Next time, LOOK WHERE YOU ARE WALKING, DOOFUS. Today I’ve been mentioned on Radio 4 by a poetry hero, and been rejected twice. Frankly, the latter can do one. The former is FAR more fun. I […]

  • Duet

    Duet

    To prepare myself for going away, I’m writing this on my iPad. The WP app has always been notoriously flaky, and as it took three goes to load this after logging in, it is reassuring to see not much has changed in the five or so years since I did this last. I wrote two […]

  • If I Could Write Poetry

    If I Could Write Poetry

    Honestly, you shouldn’t even try.