Snapshot

Snapshot

She holds her life in an old, tattered hold-all

Clutched close to her chest

In case her past escapes.

Old sepia stills of mother, father,

Sisters, cousins,

And one of a son long lost, not forgotten.

The rotten, grasping bastard

Took almost all that she had,

Drank it, and vanished.

Now, vaguely ball-shaped and huddled

She shuffles un-seen and silent

From behind a bus

Sent flying skywards

In seconds

By an oblivious motorist.

Her memories set free

On Angel’s wings

Dancing with White Horses

Here's the first poem I ever had published:

Dancing with White Horses                           

He stands at the shoreline

Barely daring to breathe,

Time waits.

She turns, Waves;

   Slips silently

Into cool water,

Washing herself away.

He stares helplessly

Into Distance,

As she dances with white horses,

Alone with the ocean.

Mirror, Mirror

Mirror, Mirror.

You watch me dissecting myself

In scalpel-sharp sunlight

Falling into your smooth surface,

Cool and silent as a summer lake.

You have eyes everywhere,

Concealed in shop windows

And polished chrome plate.

Puddles stare upwards,

A wide smile hides

In the side of a wine glass.

You let me bathe in visible radiation

A narcissistic prisoner

Caught in your glassy gaze

Appraising familiar features.

Yet you never answer my question.

I wrote this one a few years ago in response to a task set at a workshop at the Writers' Summer School at Swanwick in Derbyshire

God

I thought I'd kick things off by posting my most recent poem.  I wrote it a while ago while I was attempting to explore the darker side of my imagination.

God

All her life

she loved me without knowing,

so I told her.

Picked the perfect moment,

chose a quiet spot

away from others who might see

and be affected.

Some things are,

after all, best kept private.

Held her carefully,

like a Sparrow with a broken wing..

Explained that things

would never be the same again.

We kissed, and

as I stole the sparkle from her eye

she called me God

Welcome

Hi, I just thought I'd better say a few things about this blog, most of which will be included in my profile when I get around to editing it properly. It's early days yet, haven't done a great deal of blogging to date so forgive me if things seem a little disorganised, at least to begin with.
  So, what can you expect to find here?  Well I shall be showcasing my own work (mainly poetry) and I'll also be featuring the work of other poets/writers that I find interesting.  Please feel free to leave any comments you might be inclined to make and above all else...enjoy!!