Be Here Now

Be here now, in the moment. My presence Present.   Remnants of winter stray into the spring garden Myself and the breeze chilling, chilled Scents of possibilities arise from the earth   Chirps and tweets from nearby branches I shouldn’t be here, in their domain...

Weighted and Waiting

Weighted. Enveloped by the blanket of poverty. Not warm, comforting, safe … but smothering and itchy Woven from worry wool. Weighted and waiting. Existing not living. Sharp fibres seep inside your skin Become a part of you You are the blanket.   Waiting. Dormant, your...

Jaffa Cakes & Cheap Whiskey

Jaffa was jostled / squished in the pack / he wanted some space / not a poke in the back He wriggled a bit / he wraggled a lot / the wrapping gave way / he was off like a shot Rolled over the table / stopped short at the edge / bet you just thought / he would fall off...

A Look At Our Dark Past

Four rows of pristine schoolboys waited for their instructor to arrive. Smart in their suits and ties they bantered among each other raucously. “So did you see that girl cleaning the cafeteria? What a pig-face.” “Yeah, I heard she has two moms, I...

Mischievous Hayley

Hayley’s a pretty but mischievous girl With a cheeky wee smile And a saucy wee curl. But she’d crayon her name On the living room wall. Or leave muddy footprints all over the hall. Her mother would shout In a voice of despair. Then Hayley would sulk And pretend not to...

Past Hopes, Plans and Dreams

Second Lt Smith, 24, of 1/5th (TF) battalion, East Lancashire Regiment, 42nd Division, he  won the VC for conspicuous bravery. Dec 23rd 1915 he led a bombing party to make life difficult for the Turks as the Allies withdrew. After hours exchanging grenades and bombs....