Category: poetry

  • Pray

    Pray

    I overslept this morning, and it was GLORIOUS. Waking up after a dream I was able to seed in my own head hasn’t happened for a while, and it was welcome and enjoyable relief to be able to shift away from the difficult portions of an often problematic subconscious. It also means there’s a bit […]

  • Tell me on a Sunday

    Tell me on a Sunday

    Tonight, I had what will have been one of several epiphanies this week. It revolves around a particular poet, whom I have a tenable yet tenuous association with, and how I’ve allowed myself to get obsessed over their level of success in relation to my own. It’s not healthy. Measuring yourself against someone else is […]

  • Grace

    Grace

    Writing poems in the morning’s not going badly of late.

  • The Test

    The Test

    I had forgotten how good the poems were that I submitted for this Zine. However, that pales into insignificance when placed beside being in the same publication of someone’s work who I totally adore. That’s the moment you can never plan. They are precious. This is significant progress.

  • Video Killed the Radio Star

    Video Killed the Radio Star

    It was inevitable, of course, after last week’s 200 plus views triumph of video making and poetry reading that there would be a plan. I’m going to post this and then spend my Friday night making title cards for the next two projects in the series. Without giving anything away, they will be called ‘Wander’ […]

  • Downtown Lights

    Downtown Lights

    Tomorrow, I read a poem in a Book Launch for the first time. It’s not just me, there’s nearly 30 other people involved in this, and my single poem is, as are all the others, about being neurodivergent. I’m still no further forward with a diagnosis with my Doctor, and it has been almost a […]

  • Believe

    Believe

    For the last three weeks I’ve been working on a project which is (almost) put to rest now, there’s just the small matter of subtitling it and checking I’ve not fucked anything up terribly. It’s the next step forward in my poetry journey, too. A proper narrative. Actors, and locations. Big undertaking with only me […]

  • Making Plans for Nigel

    Making Plans for Nigel

    There is a LOT on at the moment and juggling all that I have to do with the time available in which to do so… the stress is manifesting as it always does non my body. There are boils, and skin rashes, and generally this is pushing out bad energy through my skin. Each time […]

  • The End (Redux)

    The End (Redux)

    As the World turns, change is inevitable. For me, that means an advocacy gig this morning that’s taken probably over half a decade to properly align. For nearly three years of that, Dean’s been finding pebbles to post on Twitter. I couldn’t tell you exactly *when* I started using them as prompts for poetry, but […]